A garage rocker with some serious vibes, brotha. What that means, I don't know, but maybe you can figure it out? My Strat through the T-57 tubescreamer sounds pretty good on this one. Lo-fi for the win.
Fiction, comedy, music, pop-culture musings, and other awesome nonsense from a disembodied head floating in the ether...
The winter freeze is upon us, and so it's been a big month for musical creativity. The Sack of Troy is a elegy for Hector and all of tho...
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