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Listening to Roxy Music.

I remember in high-school, I was digging on the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack. Now, Roxy only contributed maybe a song or two to that disc, but their influence was all over it, what with a couple covers, a track from Bryan Ferry, and another from Brian Eno. My brother, Devin, came down the stairs with a couple of stoner friends, declaring, "You listen to some gay music," or so.

Heh. Like I care. Roxy Music is the awesome. Anyone who hates on them doesn't like their rock creative.

I think probably told him I'd kick his ass if he liked, regardless. Course, he ducked that fight.

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  1. I remember in high-school, I was digging on the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack.

    And you think you're old. ^_-

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  2. Oldish.

    I was 18 at the time, and all my classes were at a community college, so, technically, I could have said, "in college", but that would have ignored the fact I hadn't received my diploma yet.

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  3. Hehe. Just ribbing you.

    To give you a bit of perspective, Bête Noire came out my sophmore year of high-school.

    I gave my (at the time future-) wife a tape for her birthday, the second time we got together, that included a number of Roxy Music/Brian Ferry songs. It's one of her fondest memories.

    Smack your brother once for me if her complains again.

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