Whether it’s real or imagined. I feel like I get picked on. I keep trying to fix it, even though I know I can’t. There’s only two words I know that can absolve me… “BEYOND REPROACH”. When ‘The Potent One’ says these words about a thing… It really resonates. So, I guess in reality, I’m just your average band guy trying to make his mates think he’s cool. But, in also in reality I get picked on… because I’m such a fucking freak. Until next week.
All I have this week is Vestigial69.mp3 (no, I’m not reposting). It’s Just a slight remix of last week, aptly named b/c It was the year I was born & it’s also 69 bars long. Plus the filename is Vestigial. I’m working on it.