I’ve spent the last three hours in an unending argument with an agent that’s basically about what the definition of “maybe” is. If someone can come by and put me out of my misery, there is money waiting for you on the coffee table.
The Yellow Dogs - Take This City
Just found out that half of one my favorite local bands (and some the nicest guys ever) were murdered today, along with one other. The fact that they’d just been granted asylum after moving here from Tehran only makes this sadder.
This is basically every idiot in NYC for the last month.
"This is for the payers we don’t know to pray"
-Bone Dance, Writhing in Ecstasy
I still can’t get over how sick these guys were live!
-As$troland, Locust / Quality Of Life (Live at Hank’s Saloon)
1:30 of pure awesome, shared with permission from JSNMIDAS!
Sounds great for something recorded by kneeling on a table at Hank’s Saloon.