Oh no, it's November.
This is the month I become cranky, moody, sour, not at all sweet and all-round bad tempered.
We have bad weather.
I am ill.
So are the others.
There are some Finn-fans living in the blogosphere. I let them say how nice music Finns make.
Yes, yes, I know about Husky Rescue, the Rasmus, HIM etc. etc. but I tell you something: It's not nice. We make bad music, like Helsinki Shitty Boy.
So, my dear readers, it's November and time to see what this land is all about.
About pretension
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I think Finland might make it two in a row if he represents you at next year's Eurovision. (I hope the dancing boys don't dress like that in November.)
Personally, this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l9nJq4fi5f8 is another favourite of mine.
Omg BiB, you found the celebrity!
After having nightmares about Mr. City Boy's glossy lips, I'm surely having nightmares about my teenage years now.
My boiler's broken now. My house is colder than Finland.
I always meant to ask who that celebrity was. I'm assuming he no longer had that hair, though, or I'm guessing there would have been an almighty tangle.
Dave, you've got a bloody cold house.
Opc, he was doing some music like this back then, so the hair was, erm, electronic I suppose.
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