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I have the most vague request in the universe. I was in someone's car today listening to one of their CDs, and there was a song I loved. All I remember is an ongoing refrain that was like, "blah blah blah the end" or possibly "the edge." Near the end, maybe? And the occasional "na na na na na na na na." I have googled this to DEATH but as you can imagine, the results weren't particularly encouraging. I would typically just ask, but I don't really know the person and a call out of the blue to ask would be bizarre.

It sounded a bit like The Replacements, maybe? Like a more upbeat version of Can't Hardly Wait. Haha. If anyone knows what I am talking about I would be shocked, and THRILLED!

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It's a funny thing. You hear girls in the toilets of clubs saying "Yeah, he just fucked off and left me. He didn't love. He just couldn't deal with love." Now how did that happen? What is it about this unloveable century that convinced us that we were, despite everything, eminently loveable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioning in some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll - then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship. Greeting cards routinely tell us that everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everyone deserves love all the time.