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If you were in an industrial accident in the rubber bullet factory at which you are a shift supervisor, but for whatever reason that particular day you decided to use all your braided rawhide leather belts to sandwich pillows around your body instead of wearing clothes to work, and by so doing you survive the accident... this is that, but more guitar-forward. woe_bonnet
supported by 10 fans who also own “Decapitating A Friend In Varanasi”
I was on a train travelling to Seefeld in Austria and had nothing but the Alps to look over from the windows. This was a perfect compliment to the environment I was in Robert A Johnson