My legs went numb but the Cocteau played on.
And much thanks to wica and zac for letting me noise up their free.
I played in a band this weekend.
I was reminded of the intensity of the event this morning, when, just upon waking, half a motherfuckin tree laid over onto my house.
My Life in the Bush of Ghosts
Street of Crocodiles
Revenge of the Lawn
Story of the Eye