Gym radio dept.
There was unusually good music at the gym this afternoon; first Low Fidelity Allstars' immortal "Battle Flag", albeit in edited form (I used to be used to the version with "tell me is it time to get down / on your... k-k-k-k-knees", and the full version with its "motherfucking" sounded weird; now it's the other way around). Then in the other room we somehow got a segue from "Bizarre Love Triangle" into Pilate's "Into Your Hideout". It was brilliant.
