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Monday, June 12, 2006

yo' mama

Did anyone else think the England game on Saturday was actually kind of rubbish? And did anyone else want to smack Paredes and/or the ref in the second half? Winning 1-0 by a Paraguayan own goal... not especially something to be proud of, boys.

In other news:

As my NY peeps throw the Sonic Youth release and after party, I finally manage to upload the SY interview from the current issue of Flux magazine.



And. Also. Whilst interweb-surfing this morning in an Editorial Assistant capacity, I came across this. I hope it brightens up your Mondays as much as it has mine...