A couple of great new tunes came together quickly here in London, and they'll definitely make it on the new record. But more importantly, I haven’t been here in a while, and I had forgotten how acerbic and devastating the British wit can be when properly riled. Check out these excerpts from a review of breakfast offerings in yesterday’s issue The Times of London:
“…the breakfast served at the Randolph Hotel in Oxford was the worst food I have ever been served in any establishment of any kind ever, anywhere in the world.” Harsh! It gets better. He goes into detail, describing the mushrooms as “…cuttings taken from the scrotum of a tanned badger.” SO cold.