I Am So Fucking Tired

I am back, and I actually cannot think straight. Or even close to straight. I drove back from the festival all through the night and got a precious single hour’s sleep this morning before work. My brain just isn’t working.
I was going to post this before I read Marcy’s post about the album this came from: The Unauthorised Biography of Reinhold Messner, but it made for such a nice coincidence I thought I’d do it anyway. Ben Folds Five – Narcolepsy
The Beatles – I’m So Tired
This happened though, which is nice. It’s from the Guardian, which may be the world’s best paper, and probably by some distance at the moment. Do note a couple of my blog pals there as well – bloody great result for everyone this:



Result Toad!!
Got feedback on Saturday, but too late to get the paper, but very nice anyway. Would have been even nicer if they had got the url address right. Oh well…
Yes, I noticed. Most annoying. If it’s any consolation I got a grand total of about ten hits from that link, so it makes little difference. The URL in the text above is accurate, which is probably more important.
maybe the hits don’t amount to much, but the intangibles are off the charts–the prestige, the fame, the admiration of your peers! : )
i love that song narcolepsy, too, btw, and almost chose that one for today myself. although “army” is my favorite, i’d say.
You’ve earned their–and our–commendation! Yours is one of the very few blogs I visit regularly whose comments i read quite faithfully; you appear to offer the best of what blogging can offer–a personally open but also also well-articulated perspective on a variety of topics, yours, of course, themed around music. Thanks for your excellence and persistence!, especially when you’re a Toad on the road. Bob
Hear hear. Now get some rest. My son had a Toad named Squirt who didn’t get enough sleep and I ended up burying him under the Japanese maple. Don’t let this happen to you.
Marcy – the album version is better though “…Dad said ‘Son you’re fucking high’”. Radio edit.. grmble grmble.. ..no swearing… whinge moan…
Toad on the Road – I like that! Cheers fellas. Bed at 10pm for me tonight I think. Balls to this rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle, it’s bloody exhausting. I’ve got grey hairs, I have!
I was like… eeeek! i know them!! Well, sortof know them. Virtually, ken? Dead chuffed for all of youse – it’s a result. Good music will flood the ears of those left-of-centre types!
Well done Mr Toad, congratulations sir !!!
Thanks lads. I wish I’d innocently happened across it in the paper like Coxon from To Die By Your Side – I think I’d have fallen off my chair in surprise.