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Friday morning, I, the lady, my sister and my best mate will be going to a desert to buy some water bottles, maybe some hot dogs. I will say hi to my dad's old friend, Sir Paul.
I will then go find a missing mate from High School, Ken Jordan. He beat me in a marathon race some time ago, for a wager that I have yet to supply.
From that same High School was my dance teacher, Mr Aoki. Probably going to thank him for the lessons that got me past the second round of the 2007 season of So You Think You Can Dance.

I am there in the desert on business. I have a demodrive of all the songs I have ever created in my life on a 2GB flash drive. Everything from my Hammerhead WAVs, to ReBirth-338 RBSs, to FLStudio renders, to Reason exports. I do not want to pre-emptively say goodbye to all you at TranceAddict, but should I vanish, it should be known that I have become the third Chemical Brother.

I will come back to engage in flame wars with people who live in their mom's basements and argue on the internet and have no right to criticize music seeing as they've never made any.

But if I do come back sooner than expected, I request not to have my failure to become a Chemical Brother be known to my devout followers in Music Producers Promotion.
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Is anyone going to Coachella this weekend? I was able to cluster a wad of cash from the Casino 2 weeks ago to get 3 days.

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Everything is beautiful. Let the music carry you. Baby I will follow you forever. Nowhere else I'd rather be when you're lying next to me. Let the music carry us together.
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