Another night in NYC where I get home at 7am asking why I agreed to play drums when I have no idea how!
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In my head promises are made, bottles are drained, fists are raised, seasons change, and a couple of would-be revolutionaries bike across town. In my hands is a guitar. In the practice space with me are some of my best friends.
You can hear the results on iTunes or at our site. Thanks for coming to visit.
You can hear the results on iTunes or at our site. Thanks for coming to visit.
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