I used to love writing about music before one too many Swiss death metal demos flopped their miserable way onto my doormat. Now my thing is putting on gigs that seem, against all laws of probability, to be successful.
All y'all.
Still dig it.
9 Songs was terrible.
West Wing and The Shield float my boat.
Despite the degree, War And Peace has been attempted on four occasions and I always lost the will to live around page 432 and gave up.
Lester Bangs is the man.