“This is the song that got me to run up Juan St. this morning.”
This is the song that got me to run up Juan St. this morning.
NOIIIIIIIISY GIRRRRRRLS. Canadian girls, too. Loud, shoegazy ones. Score.
crank the stereo, grab a beer, and unleash the massive wall of sound goodness in this puppy. srew the humidity. feign fake guitars. hang head and look at feet. whiiiiirrrrrrrrr ... oooooooohhhhh ... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... 1
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