Dave and K.G. will squeeze your lemon and pour your juice right down your leg with this story of Rock n roll excesses, triumphs and agonies.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
There was movement. Coming from the trees. Coming between the rocks. Coming down. It looked like water but it sounded like music. "Drink me up" it sang.
There was movement. Coming from the trees. Coming between the rocks. Coming down. It looked like water but it sounded like music. "Drink me up" it sang.
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