Hey little angelmouses, how’s it going?

How’s your week been so far?  Did you get lit on the weekend or nah?

Today’s a special Trash/Thrash Tuesday here in the DIAG headquarters because tonight we are going to be covering the Cure concert in Burnaby, BC.  Look.  I love the goddamn Cure.  Seriously.  It’s an old balls goth thing for sure, and I’m not afraid to be a big lame wad here.

The Cure was one of those bands my parents were into and the love just kinda transferred over, which is kinda weird because my Dad was definitely one of those classic rock type of dudes, so I dunno.

DO YOU LOVE DRUGS.  ME TOO.

It’s weird to say the Cure is a THRASH piece, because, can you really THRASH to old ass goth pop?  I will find out and report back after the show tonight but I’m assuming the answer is yes.  Seriously though, if you’re ever having a poopy day, like when your boss catches you jerking off behind the Xerox, or when they’re out of those new Cool Ranch Dorito brand crunchy tacos at Taco Bell, just walk on home, boy, and pop on Lovecats and make sure to scat along to all the improvised LSD babble, and you will instantly be in a better mood.

I also recommend doing this in your underpants, possibly with a cat or several cats in your arms/on your head.  My cats hear the intro to this song and start having Vietnam flashbacks so that should tell you how many times I have terrible rotten no good days.

Anyways, just go watch this horrifying video and get your happy on to the Cure and I’ll let you know how quickly into their set I ruined my raccoon eyeliner by weeping uncontrollably like a little bitch.

We move like cagey tigers
We couldn’t get closer than this
The way we walk
The way we talk
The way we stalk
The way we kiss
We slip through the streets
While everyone sleeps
Getting bigger and sleeker
And wider and brighter
We bite and scratch and scream all night
Let’s go and
Throw all the songs we know

Into the sea
You and me
All these years and no one heard
I’ll show you in spring
It’s a treacherous thing
We missed you hissed the lovecats

We’re so wonderfully wonderfully wonderfully
Wonderfully pretty
Oh you know that I’d do anything for you
We should have each other to tea huh?
We should have each other with cream
Then curl up by the fire
And sleep for awhile
It’s the grooviest thing
It’s the perfect dream

Hand in hand
Is the only way to land
And always the right way round
Not broken in pieces
Like hated little meeces
How could we miss
Someone as dumb as this

I love you … let’s go
Oh … solid gone …
How could we miss someone as dumb
As this?