Thursday, January 15, 2009

"Rock and Roll...

...never dies but sometimes kills," I blurted out at the coffee maker just now. "Hey!" said I. "That sounds like an original bit of epigram." "Yes, but 'sometimes'? Isn't it rather often?" asked a colleague. Then it hit me. Rock and Roll always kills. It's a tautology. If it didn't kill you it wasn't rock and roll. It rules too.

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