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Friday, July 30, 2004

Wonder.... (gulp)... wall..... (sigh)

I was at Amoeba Records today and I saw two guys in the "O" section. One was frantically flipping through the Oasis section. He pulls one CD out, and asks his friend, "What about this one?"
"No, no. I have that. Are there any bootlegs?" And then the first guy dove back into the Oasis stacks. I snorted to myself as I walked past.

But that doesn't mean I was secure in my snobbery.

Because I used to be an Oasis fan.

I'm not proud. In fact, I have actually have one legit nightmare where the central fear of the dream is that I am outed as an Oasis fan. On the day Oasis' third album "Be Here Now" came out, I bought it. Meanwhile my friend, Brian, bought a Dylan album.

Now this evening, as I laughed at the Oasis fans, I suddenly realized what my friends used to think of me. And I was horribly embarrassed.

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