A Few Open Letters about Tarnished 'Golden'

Dear Calvin Harris and Bob Sinclair,
Please stop trying to remix "We Are Golden." It is perfect the way it is.

Dear Mirwais,
I don't even know how to respond to someone who wants to turn that into a dance song.

Dear Mika,
I love how tickets for your Europe tour go on sale today, but can you please, please, pretty please grace us folks on the other side of the pond with a show or two? Pretty please with a cherry on top?

And finally, dear people actually reading this (cuz Mika toootally reads my blog...,
I swear I am going to start posting regularly again in a few weeks. Then you will have all the information you could ever want to know about Mika's epic concert in Paris, the one music video channel I have seen that appreciates him, and stuff about Owl City, a crazy Scottish boy in a lion hat (hint: he sings, er, plays the minor UK electropop hit"Lion Hat"), and the most severe injury I have ever suffered in a mosh pit. Also, I promised I'd finish the stories of my Warped Tour adventures and Martin Johnson's tongue action. But for now, I'd just keep spinning The Boy Who Knew Too Much if I were you. Or if I were me.
x3 Meredith