Mark bought the new Finger Eleven CD
a few months ago because he liked Paralyzer
and I liked Falling On
. But neither one of us had been big fans of the band before (Plead don’t get me started on the awefulness that is The One Thing
). But somehow this little 42+ minute album has wormed its way into my head and burrowed in for the long haul. And I cannot help but play it. Over and over again. It seems that it’s finished as soon as it starts, and by the end, I’m not ready to give it up yet. So I replay. And replay. Until my stereo begs me for something different.