Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Friday, May 30, 2014
Seriously...
it's pissing me off listening to him talk about what he wants, or what he is going to get.
Don't think I don't know where that is coming from.
Does that even remotely sound like me or something I would say?
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