Freaktown Bites - Tin-Foil Hat

Boomtown's sweet. And blazing guns jumping from the roof seems to play that much better with me on television, if only because of the incongruity of the ordinary and the aspiration of the eventful, of the heroic. How big a deal can it be if after that you're just going to have to do it again, or not do it again. Good television I think transforms and is transformed by music, by its appeal to the sentiments with which it shares its airwaves. Perhaps the transmissions fill our heads, which is why things become so familiar. Tin-Foil Hat anyone? I've probably said this before, but having to write titles was a good innovation if ever.