crappy re-cultural counter-matters

I have another marathon essay writing night ahead of me again. I took a reading break to go to Vin og Musikk for some nice BEAT-hoven and string quartet, with matching wines to the music. It was a very small venue, our matchy-matchy red and black and black group sat in the very front, close enough to clearly hear the nose huffs of the solo violinist.
Tonight, Lady Grey and Jenny Wilson are going to get me through. In the morning I´ll have a decent essay to format (can´t figure out this danish word processor) in the lovely mac room with all the nice fonts and big screens and a very large collection of 90s hits stored in iTunes. Whether that´s good or bad depends entirely on your music tastes.

ps- thanks to janna for the cleverly construced title phrase.

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