Crashbox

So I ordered a CD from a music store in Portland and this is the message they sent me:

Your CD has been gently taken from our CD Baby shelves with
sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.

A team of 50 employees inspected your CD and polished it to make sure
it was in the best possible condition before mailing.

Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over
the crowd as he put your CD into the finest gold-lined box that money
can buy.

We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party
marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of
Portland waved "Bon Voyage!" to your package, on its way to you, in
our private CD Baby jet on this day, Tuesday, March 13th.

I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at CD Baby. We sure did. Your picture is on our wall as "Customer of the Year." We're all
exhausted but can't wait for you to come back to CDBABY.COM!!

Thank you, thank you, thank you!

Sigh...

Rather funny, but in a shaky, scary way, like when someone is describing in detail how they could kill the person next to you. Just goes to show once again that Portland Oregon is one if the weirdest cities around. The CD I bought is awesome though, you should check them out. They call themselves the Weepies, and they are about as Indy as you can get. An odd mix of gentle pop and folk with that element that is beginning to define contemporary underground music---a woman lead singer with a very strange and different but beautiful, voice backed by a warbling male.