Last night's Billy Idol show was awesome as always, completely predictable in a comforting, restorative way that gives the audience a (whiplash) smile for the duration of the show. But as good as it was, as happy as it made me, I kept waiting for the band to play songs I knew I would never hear. Am I forever cursed to be disappointed if I seek out that which is missing, rather than appreciating what I have, what I've been given?You can read the full post here.
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