So I finally, finally found some Brian Eno Top Management will like.
Homeboy really needs to sing more often.
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so human, man. i LOVED that. thanks for posting.
Posted by: David J | Sunday, November 13, 2011 at 10:49 AM
I totally had a Bad Brian moment (if there is such a thing. If not, I just coined a term!). I invited Diane come in to watch the clip because she was such a huge Roxy Music fan. As Brian Eno appeared, I sat smugly waiting for her to squeal with glee. Instead she looked at me and said "Who's he?". She reminded me that she is a big fan of Bryan Ferry... (D'oh!) and not Brian Eno (my favorie U2 producer). The look on her face was priceless.
Posted by: J.B. Hurt | Tuesday, November 15, 2011 at 04:20 PM