Nope. Not apologizing.
(But don't look too closely into the hypnotic gaze of the Brothers Gibb. I think I just mailed them fifty bucks.)
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
The personal blog of author Kelly Sedinger, chronicling the adventures of one overalls-clad wanderer.
4 comments:
No reason whatsoever to apologize... this is one of the loveliest ballads of the last 40 years, IMO. And it's amazingly effective in Saturday Night Fever, which is a much better and grittier movie than I think most people remember.
Looks like it was filmed on the set of "Close Encounters of the Third Kind." heh. Nice flashback to my wasted youth...
Absolutely having nothing to do with this: Buffalo boy Tim Russert died- http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25145431/
Can I not apologize for loathing All Things Gibb?
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