Friends Come And Go But 200lbs Is

The Blues Is Losing Someone You Love And Not Having Enough Money To Immerse Yourself In Drink.

August Brings Into Sharp Focus And A Furious Boil Everything I've Been Listening To In The Late Spring And Summer.

Without The Blues, Modern Music Would Be Nothing Like It Is Now - Not Remotely.

War Is Very Sad And Small Life Is Pathetically Fragile At Times.

Every Single Record I Have Is A Fossil.