Art Fag.

I need a new Art Fag in my life. I haven't gotten rid of the old one or anything, it's just that he's now Cape side and until I either make strides that side or he comes back to rejoin the Durban world, I'm left with a gap in that position.

I have friends to discuss Football with, boobs, babes, money and politics but I don't have a music one. We do chat about music, as what most people often do but that's all it really is, just chatting. I want to discuss. Brando and I would often discuss the world of the muzisians. I would stumble over to his' and he'd have something new for me to listen to, or I'd come across something and tell him to look up a certain someone. It worked for me. Now that the little skipper has left, I'm kinda floundering.

I spend so many hours listening to music that it's kind of hard not to want to tell the next person I see just how great that one song by Everything Everything is sounding and just how much of a legend the guitarist from Fruit and Veggies is. Like, I know I can still speak to the bloke over the telecoms but it isn't the same as a face to face conversation. The last big chat we had before he left was at one of Tyler's house get togethers. We drank wine and spoke about everything, from music to the end of the sun.

I've tried to delve into musical engagements with people but to no avail. I even let loose on a little munchkin by giving her my iPod just so I could share something with someone and get all of this pent up musical knowledge and exposure out of my system. I've met some people with some startlingly good taste, Kelly standing heads and shoulders above the rest like she were carved from the same grain of Mount Everest. I need to find a temporary companion who knows what the sound of something good is like. Preferably female though, they're generally much better to look at.
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