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funny, that.

so, living south of the border...we don't get much Hip down here. we're funny that way. and it's funny, too, how when i buy tickets to concerts, the people for whom the tickets were meant inevitably bail on me. no exception when das Hips came thru. i ended up taking my aunt to the show with me. (i love her, don't get me wrong, but she wasn't the one i got the ticket for, you know?) what was funny, i guess, was she kept asking me where i heard of this band, and why i liked them, blah blah blah. and it's funny, because i do this all the time: the Hip i picked up from a guy i used to see. and i've picked up a lot of bands that way, and lots of phrases, and habits, and what-not: i acquire them, like change in my pocket, and when the relationships are over, i hang onto all the little things, as the pleasant memories left over from what was not usually all that pleasant. i love this band. i love their music, and their lyrics, and the feeling of my bones shaking behind my seatbelt as i tear down i-85 with

Submitted by: elaine elliott

Sherpa
Song: Sherpa

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