If i saw Panic! At the Disco walking down the street i would dowse them in gasoline and light a match, then yell Panic! on the street.
Thus marks the miraculous and long awaited return of Missy to land of cyanide (minus love, at the moment).
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
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I keep thinking I might pick up their album... do you recommend it?!
I think I'll skip their show in DC then.
we've actually only heard one of their songs - which gets a resounding boooo - so we really can't comment on the whole album. it was just their appearance that sent missy into a violent fit. they're the sort of band who wear funny outfits and eyeliner and strategically place pieces of their hair JUST SO, to be "different". right.
skip the show Chuckles...i know a lot better bands are going to be at the 9:30 club this fall (no idea how i got on their mailing list, living about 200 miles away and all, but i am)
I despise the 930 club. It has all the ambience and attitude of a Hot Topic store.
i wondered what the place was like...sounds frightening.
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