May 20, 2012


I drank Miller High Life and watched You Weren't There the other night and I ordered End Result's Ward, but I can't remember having done so. It arrived in the mail a little less than a week later. It's from Chicago in 1985, but it sounds like it's from New York in 1979 - or 1974, if it had been way ahead of its time. My wife is asleep, and there are two closed doors between us. This music is abrasive. I have the stereo turned up loud. Whatever year or place this came from, it would be the best.

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