At the moment, I'm listening intently for some noise to report of. Since you have caught me-some kid playing hockey in my cul-de-sac just shouted in pain, then another in triumph. What happened is anyone's guess.-at a dull moment, I'll tell you what I've been listening to.
I picked up a copy of London Calling by the Clash last weekend. It was released in 1979, but, underpriveleged whipper-snapper that I am, it took me quite a bit of time to realize that I didn't have to listen to the primarily horrible modern music that oozes out of speakers like fluid from a bacterial infection. Back to the topic, GREAT ALBUM! Simple, potent, and original. Rudie can't fail.