/Tuesday Ten /494 /Now There’s Nothing
I can’t recall where this one first came up, but it might have been thanks to hearing a song that triggered the thought. Anyway, this week is about nothing.
I can’t recall where this one first came up, but it might have been thanks to hearing a song that triggered the thought. Anyway, this week is about nothing.
A certain friend suggested recently that I open a suggestion thread for songs with four-letter titles (that were actual words – no punctuation, no abbreviations, no numbers). It spawned something of a monster, as I also asked about three-, two- and one-letter song titles (with the same rules).
Just a year ago, London was literally broiling in a weeks-on-end heatwave that left tempers flaring as we realised, once again, that this city really doesn’t do well in heat. This summer has been rather different so far, after a very wet June that has rather left us miserable.
I’ve been hinting at this for a while, and finally, here we go. amodelofcontrol.com, as I’ve hinted, has gained a voice at last, and if you’ve never heard me speak before (in my previous days on Dark Assimilation, or on occasional guest appearances at I Die: You Die), here’s your chance I guess.