Monday, 29 April 2002 | Half-truth

When I was young, I used to enjoy telling my friends that my mom punched a boy when she was little and that she'd spent some time in jail. Only the first of those is true, but I had proof of the second. Of course, the uncritical eyes of my young friends did not recognize how obviously fake my proof was; actually, it wasn't until today, when I saw the picture for the first time in years, that I ever noticed that fact myself. She's the one in the middle.

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Last night The Faint played virtually the same set as the last time I saw them; they even played the same cover again. One of the guitarists had changed his hair, though, so that was different. And I guess it was more crowded, because this time I couldn't seem to keep the two inches directly in front of me free from bouncing strangers. It was still a good show, and many people did their part in terms of creating atmosphere, by wearing all black of course. Including me.

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