Archive for June 1, 2006
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On any given Thursday night, you will find me wracked from a long day at the office, reclining on the couch before the mighty television. Staring me down from across the shag rug, my guitar sits still and quiet as if to taunt me. It rests there, leaning comfortably, grinning, almost, as if to dare…
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I bow before the alter of Excedrin. I stepped out of a twelve-hour day at The MTV last night with a thundering headache, my second in as many days. Nonetheless, I turned up The Who’s “Babba O’Reilly” full-blast. I needed the release. I needed the relief. I don’t discuss my day job too often here,…
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