I just saw the Northen Lights play with Death Comes to Matteson. Good show. Now I'm experiencing the usual after rock show symptoms. I want to play guitar, possibly half naked. I don't know though, it's pretty cold for all that. I'll just have to listen to Elliott Smith and repress my urge to rock out.
"read the part and return at five
it's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
but i don't care if I fuck up
i'm going on a date with a rich white lady
ain't life great?"
"read the part and return at five
it's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
but i don't care if I fuck up
i'm going on a date with a rich white lady
ain't life great?"
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