It’s going to be called “Testimony.” Rather than “Levon You Prick, Now That You’re Dead You Can’t Sue, Don’t Think I Didn’t Read That Book Of Yours.”
Obviously I’m going to read it…
Here’s The Weight from Woodstock
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It’s going to be called “Testimony.” Rather than “Levon You Prick, Now That You’re Dead You Can’t Sue, Don’t Think I Didn’t Read That Book Of Yours.”
Obviously I’m going to read it…
Here’s The Weight from Woodstock
In the gym in a disappointingly futile attempt to hold back the ravages of time (why yes, old school friends have just cropped up on Facebook) I was delighted that the ipod cheered me up with two delightfully joyful and silly songs. Thou shall always kill by Dan le Sac and Scroobius Pip and Formed a Band by Art Brut. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nek-YO7v3Yw Nice way to start a Friday. Better than being in the gym anyhow.