Bye-bye, Kodachrome.
I made the sadface in apt. 302 this morning.
You thought I wouldn't post this, just cuz I have 3 vinyl copies of Critical Beatdown and a Ghostface doll and I'm constantly supplying you with updates on Monch's activities? How dare you. I got my Wild Pitch Records game tight AND my Bookends/prolific singer-songwriter game tight, and don't ever let anybody tell you different.
This played a key part in the childhood soundtrack of an innocent and pre-hips Logan, raised by, yup, those 2 heathens, and this song is the JAM that gives me tons and tons of Caucasoid enjoyment. OH PAUL.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
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