Monday, March 28, 2011
Thursday, March 17, 2011
What DID You Just Bite?
Sunday, March 06, 2011
Nightmare at 45 R.P.M.
I dreamed of 45 records on needle-like stems.
Each one, when stepped upon, played.
Musical horror commenced:
Then came writhing tape to drag me away
To Cassette and 8-track Hell:
Where played the worst song of them all.
Each one, when stepped upon, played.
Musical horror commenced:
Then came writhing tape to drag me away
To Cassette and 8-track Hell:
Where played the worst song of them all.
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