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It’s been almost twenty years and I’m still waiting.

I really must thank Mr. Brad Bradford for persuading me to give this particular track a listen all those years ago and apologize for not encouraging you more to keep playing that electric guitar, which was like the only thing I remember being in your house. (Was like our fucking apartment on Richmond, with older carpet and less mice.) In a way, the boy has assumed that mantle in your honor; I only hope to be there to prevent such bad lyrics as “D. Boon/Keith Moon/Too soon?”

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