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Well, contributing to the Feelings Melange of present, much of which is related to my attachment to music and the variety of really excellent musical experiences I've had in the last week, I've just learned that vocalist Annette Olzon has just parted ways with Nightwish, just days after my good fortune of seeing them, and her, in concert for the second time.

I felt my heart break a little, you guys. You don't even know. I've loved this band for a solid decade, now, having first fallen for Tarja's voice and their sound over all and was very anxious the year they split with her (around the same time that Liv Kristine left Theatre of Tragedy). Annette is a dynamite performer and, in my opinion, a really stellar vocal talent though she's not a classical singer. She also had a really warm personality on stage and, from the end of things that I saw as a fan, seemed to fit into a really good thing with them. I deeply enjoy the two albums they did with her, and I hope they find someone who works well for what they need.

And now, I'm going to go curl up in a corner and sulk somewhere and do some fucking homework.

Here I am, rock you like a...

Tomorrow, a good friend arrives to spend the weekend and take in the ROCKING NIGHTWISH CONCERT ON SUNDAY NIGHT.

Ahem. I'm a bit excited. We've spent the last two days cleaning up the apartment, and have gotten a lot done considering that I meant to spend last weekend and this week doing it 'casually'.

But then my teeth mutinied. And, well, you know how that story ended.

In other news, the oral surgeon this morning told me that mouthwash sucked and is useless.

ALSO all day I've only had one Advil and I still feel pretty good!