We're all getting older, let's not pretend otherwise. So turn it up, that the sound might make it through the accumulated and waxy build-up. Number one reason for hearing loss is waxy build-up, that's a fact.
Bought this album with Shelley. I walked right past it. She saw it, laughed about his nudie-suit (that's what that's called), and showed me the cover. I doddled, then decided I should take a chance.
Thank the Great Spirits for that.
This shit is amazing, and not in the least bit ironic. But mostly- it's pure to fucking form. Pure to a form that's shrinking into the distance. Pure to a form we've pushed to the edge of a very familiar cliff. Could ask the dodos about that, but...no, we can't. Can't ask George Jones about it anymore, either.
This album was made in the year 2013. I think that that should be thought on, for a minute or so. That fact has real weight to it.
