05.12.07
A post in which Cricket rants and Mimi gives necessary facts to those writing our biopic
Last night, we caught part of a show where both of us were enjoying the music: good lyrics, polished sound, stripped down and not over-blown. The kind of thing you’d think we HCT girls would go for.
But wait!
As it turns out, the musician was someone we’ve seen around town and talked to and he’d made such a negative impression that we couldn’t even give him a break for good music. Instead of a review, I’ve tried assuage my bitterness at him not being a talentless hack by writing a high-handed, sanctimonious list of tips for jerks like him to adhere to in their future forays out into public:

