Over the past few weeks I have been buying CDs but not finding time to listen to them. Anyway, I've given today over to the task and my initial response is that I have fucking excellent CD buying/follow-the-herd skills. Yay for me. The three CDs to which I have given a cursory hearing are the Franz Ferdinand debut, The Von Bondies' Pawn Shoppe Heart, and The Vines' Winning Days. All three are rollicking tops, mate. But, [plaintively pitched "aw MAN!"], I'm just remembering all the other CDs I've bought over the months that I don't really 'know' yet, and also all the 'necessary to existence' favourites that I haven't listened to in ages. Fuck, I READ about music more than I listen to it. What the hell is happening to me?