The garrulous flippancy ominously forebodes. I do forbid that their overly zealous residency finds a little frivolity in the sense that these lesbians aren’t shy of being gay or Canadian. And it shows.
These are in order of estimated plays because, bugger it, today music IS a competition.
If you ain’t got the idea by now don’t come whining to me in 15 years time baby about how you missed out.
Last year was sensational for music. This year was even more sensational.
It’s a shame about the Babies. Come on feel the Babie-heads.