Thursday, April 13, 2006

You know, I really wanted Paris Hilton to be a good singer. I mean, I know there's no way, but some part of me, the part that loves irony and the underdog, harbored a fantasy that Paris had had some formal training in her ultra-rich youth, that her album would shatter the odds, that her pipe would be a formidable instrument, rich, deep, assured, to say nothing of the lyrics, which would make Fiona Apple miserable with jealousy.

Wouldn't that have been something?

posted by Samus @ 9:07 PM

2 Comments:

At 1:33 AM , Blogger S. said...

yea. but it can't happen because there is a god.

i have been doing all sorts of new writing--when you have the time, and i know you dont have any time, but if you find some lemme know and i will let you check some of the pieces out

 
At 11:52 AM , Blogger Samus said...

definitely email me some things. samusisfamous@gmail.com.

 

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