jethro tull and my cats
the truth is that back in the day, when i was really pissed off at my old man and still used to listen to song lyrics, i spent many (usually late night) hours spinning stand up and benefit, which i've been listening to today with great enjoyment. (my paper-eating cats are apparently tired of hearing lou reed's berlin, because _somebody_ shredded its inner sleeve and i know it wasn't me.)
and wouldn't you know, ian anderson's an ailurophile. there are no coincidences.