"There are some songs we could play if you cut off all of our heads.
We could play them just using the brain stem, we know them that well."
-John Linnell
So I like a geek. Something wrong with that?! So what if I think he's a sexxy bitch that should be worshiped in all his turtlenecked glory. I'm sure there are
millions of other girls (and lets be fair, men too) who practically lust over this man. Right? Right?! Isn't there? Okay, work with me here people, I'm grasping at straws.
I'm not just a freak, am I? I love his wavy, floppy hair. I love his long-limbed, unhealthily thin body. I love his small, slender hands. I love his large eyes. I love the weary,
tired out look he's got. I love the insane stare he can give people, even if he can't see the people he's staring at. I love the way he pushes up his thick-lens glasses on top of
his head. I love the way his ultra-long hair bounces about in The Guitar music video. I love said untra long hair from back in 1994. I love his crooked teeth.
I love watching the ending part of the Don't
Let's Start video over and over again just to catch that tinniest bit of skin as his shirt lifts up. I love his shy little tendencies, like trying to ignoring everybody about him.
I love the way he stands quietly by, as if he had all the patients in the world...
Maybe I should stop now. It might start getting to the point of being damaging and insanitary.
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