Jay had the Bieber fever bad last night, but I think he's glad now that I drug him to the Big Star documentary instead of the teen scream-fest. It was a terrific film, well done. One cool aspect of the show is that there is no script, no narration or voice-overs; the story is told from start to finish in the reminiscences of those interviewed. And it's a very involving story, told by those who know it well. I hope it finds its way to a city near you.
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Is that really Jay? Someone photoshopped out his hair extensions.
So many potential jokes, so little time.
Ha ha.
Had to get rid of the hair extensions, they kept getting stuck in my breast implant cleavage.
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