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Ladies and Gentlemen,

Your most beloved blogger is having fits, is hyperventilating… Is waking around the house in circles… And she knows exactly what’s on yr lips: “Why?”. Easy! There are rumors. No, forget the Muse ones, although, Muse coming to Romania is an event worthy of all attention. No! Greater things! KLAXONS!!!! It is said they might be opening up for Muse… which, in the words of dear ol’ Bican, is something like Metallica opening for Ozzy… And Nancy is walking around her apartment aimlessly because she needs to know for sure whether Klaxons are coming or not. She has fits, she calls people 10 times a day, yelling in the cell phone “I need to know!”. For she needs to know. There are many things that need to be prepared. The clothes for the special night, the glow sticks, Nancy’s hair, the stinky Converse that shall be thrown on stage (aham, Converse are the new bras), the mosh-pitting must be rehearsed (I summon you, 6 fans of Klaxons from Romania… contact me, we must get ready for the coming of the 4 Horsemen of 2012… in case that will happen), Bican’s nurave tee… her hair… (no, not Bican’s, Nancy’s)… And if they do come, Nancy will haunt them down and fangirl even their staff… She will find out where they are staying, she’ll ask James out for a Blowjob (the cocktail… you pervs!)… And tell them how great they were the first time she saw them… And fangirl them a bit more… NANCY NEEDS TO KNOW!!! (not that knowing will stop Nancy from having fits and hyperventilating…. Noooooo ).

Yours truly, Nancy's mind.