Letters from Krakow

Well, I reckon a trip to Poland or two is in my future. A close friend of Bury Me Not is in the process of moving to Krakow for a couple years for work & I’m bummed already. (And happy for her, too, of course, yeah yeah.) She’s now launched one of those so-called “weblogs” devoted to the experience – here – and she’s quickly learning that in Eastern Europe she will have to suffer for her vegetarianism.

I would say this calls for some Eastern Bloc rock, but sadly, my background knowledge of the Poland music scene past or present is minimal nonexistent. (A little quick research on that so-called “information superhighway” turned up a compilation of garage rock that sounds great, but I haven’t been able to ensnare anything from it.) And I really don’t feel like posting that “death for no reason is dinner murder” Smiths song.

On a completely unrelated note, here’s the oddest Google search query to bring a reader to this site in a while (it’s not the substance that’s so odd but the phrasing):

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