The music business is wild.
Years now of research, and my head is going to explode.
Magazine is coming. I promise.
...but I do not want it to be some lame ass periodical that sugar coats everything. Not that it should be the critical work of some asshole either.
I found a midget. He cleaned out my liquor cabinet. Have you ever had to throw a handicapped person out of your house? It makes you feel like a jerk. Maybe I am. So cancel the midget. He was cute though. He had a mullet.
