STYLE
Quiet
Loud
Muted
Whisper
Scream


RECENT ENTRIES
Can You Feel A Little Love?
Just Like Every Day
Holes In The Head
He Said She Said
Your My Best Friend


ARCHIVES
February 2005
January 2005
December 2004
November 2004
October 2004
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November 2001
October 2001
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August 2001
July 2001
June 2001
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April 2001
March 2001
February 2001
January 2001
December 2000


OTHER VOICES


MISCELLANEOUS
Webcam

Stains On The Scenery

I cannot decide if I am okay with or completely bummed out over the change on The Cure's official site. I have no idea why I feel the need to post about it either except that I cannot accept no pictures, no words, no ex-cures, no funky little studio home videos that make me so glad that there was no such site back when I was fifteen else I would have never gotten anything done. Nothing is left now, just the obvious Geffen takeover :( Very detatched feeling. Very weird. What the hell happened with that? It was charming. Now it is as if they bulldozed a neat little Mom and Pop store to build a Walmart.

Granted, there are some really good things about the new site. The new design is nice, I am a fan of the artwork and am all for reinvention but my heart is breaking here. I made the mistake of wishing they would add more stuff to it. Update the layout if you must, update the content definitely, even add all the new "buy this stuff" to it but please, oh please, for the love of all that is Fandom, restore the archives.

(Yes to anyone besides me who bothers to read what I say, I realize it is a bit ironic, me of all people, asking for archives after I just closed off four solid years of my rambling to public access). Oh seriously, no one gives a rat's ass what I had to say four years ago or even now for that matter. Dammit, I am a closet fan girl and I don't think I can cope. I want to stomp and pout. Okay, shut up. So I am not that far inside the closet. I am more like still holding the door to the closet open with the toe of my boot and leaning way far out of the closet like Juan Pierre leans off of first base. Yes. I am nearly thirty. Yes, I am too old for caring about such silliness. I don't care. Kiss my tattooed ass.

Posted by gwendolyn on June 20, 2004 at 01:07 AM