Don't misunderstand me
When you're walking through the dark and the unexpected mid-April hail, on your way to the bar nursing some serious Doubts About Your Life (looking, in other words, at the sky more than anything else), and you get to the train tracks and - for once - there's a train crossing them, and you stand there for a few minutes and are struck for the first time in years at how big the train is at it grumbles past, how tall, how looming, and the world is just put on hold for a moment - is there a more perfect song to have come up on your iPod than "Tom the Model"?
The train got out of the way just as "Teenage Wristband" kicked in (which is not the same thing as saying that the track started). Perfect.
The train got out of the way just as "Teenage Wristband" kicked in (which is not the same thing as saying that the track started). Perfect.
