David Jones sang about having just five years left, and that was all we'd get.
Linda Perry inquired about what was going on.
Matt Hale assured that good times were going to come.
John Lydon asked a perplexed audience if they'd ever gotten the feeling of being cheated.
Win Butler, on the other hand, was convinced that his own body was a cage.
And me, I'm in the middle trying to distinguish who is right or whether any of them told a truth that could be applied to mine.
'cause there are as many truths as people, but this Tuesday is universally lousy.
Muireann dixit.
