In the self-torture column, I am listening to the top 100 hits of 2000. This gets worse. That's right, next is 2001-2005. OhmyfuckingGod, this shit is boring. Who beat rock'n'roll with the wussy stick? Who imported the downbeat to Motown? Who took all the country out of country, and where did they hide the body? Sad. This is so very sad. It's like a series of corpses tied up like marionettes.
Jen said it best. "After listening to this, I am so VERY glad that you listen to twee pop."