Man is truly humbled when he begins an epic musical adventure with a Texas pickup truck stuck in the mud of a central California farm. And by humbled I mean mentally tripping balls in a bad way. Imagine wading through knee deep mud moving large and heavy amps while getting hosed by farm sprinklers and trying to not mess up the most important assets in a "band."perm
<----necessary attire: post-mud.
Our souls have been saved when the Peavy Power 30 tube amp shoots out sounds in a functional manner. Shit works.
Beyond mud is basic acrylic paint. This could be used with an already clogged silk screen press to make CD cover prints that are appealing to artistic labor folk and hipsters who feel sorry AND cool for such a simple (painted) version of the word DEN.
Paint-induced humor that just so happens to accompany political photographs isn't necessarily making political statements. She's a chick with a stashe that has another woman shedding blood tears over her sloppy goatee.
Ahh...commonwealth strings via echo guitar will take me away from this magi box. I apologize for lack of sleep for obvious reason....
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