Fall apart with me. Come fall apart with me.
Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To
Fall apart with me. Come fall apart with me.
America elected Trump and didn’t buy Big Star’s albums. We deserve what we got coming.
“Make the guitars shimmery-er.”
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“Shimmery-er!”
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“Dude, you’re at a 3. I need the shimmeriness to be at at least an 8.”
Just one more.
It’s a pretty song.
The saddest songs so often are.
Say a prayer for all us December boys.
It isn’t September.
It is whatever month Alex Chilton says it it.
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