søndag 7. september 2008

Flight of the Conchords for Presidents

Oh, jeez. Flight of the Conchords are insane. Bret and Jermaine sing gangstarap/folk about racist dragons called Albi and rapping dinosaurs while playing keytar. Yup. I'm dying. And I just came back from crazy cool Bergen. So nice. Booka Shade and Whitest Boy Alive and Radioclit was great. Got all sweaty and sweet. And the weather was amazing and we ate blueberry pancakes. Yumm.

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