3.) This song is nearly eight minutes long for no good reason. It is the clear definition of excess, which could probably be said for most of this album, though it's got pretty excellent reviews on Amazon, which I'll attribute to Blur having insane fans, though when I listened to it years ago I did enjoy it a lot, which can be explained by young age and relative unfamiliarity with good music, though I do still listen to this song, so I guess maybe Blur was on to something, which I won't attribute to Damon Albarn because he's a jerk.

3.) I'm an Elastica fan, so I have to be a bit of a woman and say that I am bitter that Damon Albarn wrote a whole album about his breakup with Justine Frischmann when she went out of her way to make sure Elastica's second (epic failure of a) record wasn't about it at all (and I'm sure it's hard to hold back all those feelings when you're a crazy hot british punky rock chick who is, more than likely, on drugs). I mean, come on, guy.

3.) Apparently Justine lives in Boulder, CO, and is married to a college professor. Damn. If only I had gone to college right after high school and moved to Boulder. I could be married to Justine Frischmann. Not that she's super hot or anything, but I used to listen--wait a second! This post isn't about Elastica! What am I doing!

3.) I don't really like Blur all that much, but I totally dig this song. It's sort of stupid, but I dig songs with stompy beats (like Viva Voce's Believer and Michael Penn's Mary Lynn). I used to listen to the whole album, but it's not something that stuck with me. I played the album for my parents back when it came out, on a drive to San Diego. Their reaction during this track was: "This is new?" "This is pretty good." And then once we got into the later tracks (track 4) where Damon Albarn starts screeching STICK IT IN MY VEINS, STICK IT IN MY VEINS my parent's opinion (and my own, really) dropped quite a bit.