What do I do with you? Your new CD is brilliant and wonderful and streaming free on iTunes. It includes a song called Age of Worry that ends with the line, "Worry, get out of here!" And I think I love you. But then I see a picture of your new hair.
What the what? It's like you're channeling Johnny Depp. And not in a good way. In fact, how did I never realize how much you look like Edward Scissorhands? And that's all I have on the matter for now.