Wednesday, January 23, 2013

MW

Mystical Weapons. I heard them yesterday when I was having my very decadent shave in a barber shop. They're totally like Gentle Giant meets King Crimson in a post-aught indy-modern world. Which is funny because their provenance is so not that. Or maybe it is.
I left this at rehearsal last week. Hopefully someone will find it and squirrel it away for me.

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