Enamored

Can I say how much I love Pete Yorn?

I suppose I just did.

But in case you didn’t catch that,

I. LOVE. PETE. YORN.

The thing about sitting next to LOUD MARKETING CHICKS WHO INVADED MY OFFICE SPACE and their cute (but barky) dogs is that you literally have to put on your headphones and crank up your iTunes to drown them out. I don’t prefer this at all; I love to listen to music, but much prefer to have it on my nifty little USB-powered Google Speaker, not connected directly to my brain by these cheap-ass subpar iPod earphones. But, alas, I’m ‘making do.’ And in ‘making do’ I’m also listening to my iTunes on Party Shuffle, thus allowing me (and you, since I have the new badass Adium beta that shows just what I’m listening to) to cycle through all 28.6 GB of music I have on my computer, all nearly 29 craptastic Gigs of it. And once in a while, hidden amongst the Hall & Oates and Neneh Cherry and Moody Blues, I find a gem, an artist I LOVE LOVE LOVE but had forgotten about.

Like Pete Yorn. Sigh.

Have I mentioned that I love him?

Yeah. I suppose I have.

2 thoughts on “Enamored

  1. If you were still in Atlanta you would’ve been able to see him for free and up close at Park Tavern a couple weekends ago like I did.
    Not that I’m rubbing it in or anything.

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