Found myself in the pub this lunchtime, and on the jukebox too. Nursing a 'quiet pint' which turned out to be very quiet indeed, I was thinking about music. What I like, what I don't like. What I'm indifferent about.
My tastes aren't too unusual really. Reasonably conventional with a bit of the vaguely estoteric thrown in. And promply thrown out.
Boys, men, lads love lists, don't they? Supposedly so. I do too, I guess. But not that much. A musical list?
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment