I notice groups and people’s desire to be part of them.
Long antenna.
Mono only matters if the other guitar player has a chemistry with you, and if he’s in mono too.
You get addicted to stereo because you’re alone.
And you can fill all that space by yourself.
And tent revivals still happen out here. People still sign up for the juice.
I could go and sit, I could go take notes.
Your understanding of the word manipulation doesn’t even come close.
Not even the same ballpark.
And I know nice people that drive like assholes, which is usually a sign that they are assholes underneath.
You only really know people through what they make.
And a little reverb goes a long way..
Wait wait,I’m sorry, who the fuck are you?
Who are you?
Why should I care?
Only because you think I should?
Not good enough.
Not a good answer.
Try again.
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Fuck it..
I told the truth.. sometimes.
God damn fried lizard π’π’π’ sad luck

That’s life
(that’s a lizard skeleton)
That’s what that is
