So I feel bad Eddie, because I really should be writing a letter to one of my females today since it’s been a few days. But I’m giving myself an out because quite frankly, grad school needs to come first this week. I promised myself I’d finish whatever school work I have remaining for the semester (and since I’m finishing this semester, forever). Hence, I am pulling a slight copout by writing you this quickie. The following clip illustrates two things: 1. how badass you are, how many musicians pull a surprise trip to a late night talk show and 2. the lyrics you sing are quite possibly the best lyrics to describe heartbreak. For me, anyway. After all, isn’t much of heartbreak comprised of not having someone in your life you wish you had? Of course, I might just be talking myself into some BS because I would probably do anything for you…not sexually man, get your mind out of the gutter. I promise you Eddie, that I will write a full letter to an ex before I inhale some turkey in two days, because I know you are out there somewhere reading them, and you will probably write a song about them, call me up on stage, invite me backstage to meet the band, teach me how to surf…ok whoops, just creeped myself out.
Love You Rock,
Jeremy (haha get it, like the song!)