I meant to write this last night but I think I know what a quaalude feels like now. What I mean is I was at a concert and I was hanging out with the band outside because it was a madhouse inside. The guys I was hanging out with weren’t the band playing. The band playing was Kathy Valentine’s Blue Bonnets. They’re fucking awesome on their own. But last n…
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