don’t you hate it when you find a piece of artwork that’s almost perfect, that speaks to you in all the ways you want to be spoken to – and then you look for more by that artist and find that they don’t have much other work, and what’s out there isn’t quite the same?  for the last month or so, i’ve been addicted to the blow’s album paper television – it’s thirty minutes of truly awesome – but her other stuff, while good, lacks the sort of le tigre offhanded cool that this album perfectly captures.  i have the same issue with kings of leon – aha shake heartbreak is without peer.  dang.