"We're all gonna die..." Stiv Bators

So, it's just another new year, not a new age, that is, not another new age; there is no difference between this year and last year, or any other fuckin' year (except for "when I was 17 it was a very good year", preferably by The Turtles' recording). It started bad, this year, bad champagne (Bollinger), bad hangover, bad infections, bad computer, bad economy, bad sex, bad food, bad clothes, bad toothpaste...and worst of all, a lot of bad snow!!! I hate music! Yes, I discovered that I must be a music-hater, for example, I don't like Toto, Supertramp, Bruce Springsteen, Saxon, Michael Jackson (and all the other Jacksons of course), &c., &c.; as a matter of fact, the only tracks I am listening to for the moment is Boris Vian's "Le déserteur" and Gene Pitney's "The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance". I hate computers even more than before; I can't stand the new Windows XP and that ugly GUI they gave it (well, I'm not gonna get it, next OS will be Linux). Seems to me like the computer world is conducting the rest of the design (some years ago everything - I mean it, everything - tried to look like the iMac, now it's the Windows XP). For the moment I'm not a social person, I can't manage to get out of the apartment; everyday I try to convince myself I have to go down to my studio and make...crap! Whatever... Big laugh... "Is this the last year of my life?" I remember once asking Stiv Bators what that song was about (someone's told me it's about Sid Vicious) but I can't remember what he answered me; anyway, it's such a beautiful song... I gonna leave for a sentimental journey...