It's not that I'm offending my favorite band with this title (I was actually referring to how I loved their music in the past and how it got more than worse now that I badly "craved" for their songs). Just last week, I borrowed this DVD of the Extremes' Classic videos from a friend and man, how I loved it! The songs were just soooo reminiscing and great. This definitely is a DVD must-have. Now, what shall I do? Should I say "Jan, I dropped your DVD somewhere when the rain poured down suddenly." Or maybe, "Jan, my DVD Drive swallowed your DVD. When it opened, it's no more!" Well, I could imagine ol' rubber-face killing me by asphyxiation. Horrible. Of course, every little precious thing must have a price. He could kill me for it - or just leave me a little breath before I die so I can hear that heavenly acoustic "More than Words".
The music just sticks into my brain. I mumble the lyrics in my sleep (proof? my brother). I just can't get enough of them guys and songs. Lately, I laughed with my brother when he said that Gary Cherone acts like a frog. Huh! Yeah, he may act like that but he doesn't sound like one. I hope you agree.
Somehow, the DVD didn't last long. That selfish, lucky bastard Jan took the DVD away, right when I was planning to buy him 2 DVD's in exchange. He wouldn't exchange. Perhaps, I was too obvious to show him the treasure in his possession? Oh well, get a grip to reality then. You don't have it. I don't have it. So what?
Yeah, what about those great songs and wonderful ballads and crisp music videos. Gary might really be a frog and Nuno be the prince. Listening to both of them in More than Words is like listening to a frog prince.
I'm just cheering up. Ok Jan, you've won this time. Go home now. Get the funk out.
At least I had a copy in my Hard disk. Now where's that DVD writer. Ooops - I don't have one!
Jan: "Wanna borrow mine?"
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