Having Abandoned Any Thought of Writing Anything of Substance Here Today, I Send You Off With a Woefully Underappreciated Australian Band

Falling Joys, “Lock It”:

Yes, of course, I have all their albums. Heck, I even have Susie Higgie’s 1998 album How Soon Will Be Tomorrow. As if I wouldn’t have that. And before you ask, I’m listening to Songs of Habit even as I type this. What do you take me for, a dilettante? Sheesh.

I Am Yet Still Full of Languid Ennui, And Who Better to Express Languid Ennui Than Bryan Ferry?

Given the choice between Anna Nicole Smith and a game of solitaire, he chooses solitaire. Now that’s ennui, my friends.

My Lack of Interestingness Continues Unabated, So Here’s an Exceptionally Lossy Video of an Obscure 80s Band

Oh, don’t tell me that everyone knows Kid Creole & the Coconuts. You know in your heart that’s just not true.

I Have Nothing Interesting to Say at the Moment, So Let’s Listen to the Dulcet Tones of The Killers Instead

Here you go.

Those kids, I think they’ll be big.