New York was great. Got to squeeze every bit of enjoyment I was striving for into one tight week. Went to 5 different record stores and found some nice stuff. They were playing Bad Moon Rising when I went down the stairs at Generation Records and then ventured into Joy Division's closer. And I got to talk to a guy at Downtown Music Gallery who's good friends with Weasel Walter. What's not to love?
And I justed closed out my latest 90s party. The mood was amazing. Primordial Undermind had a great performance and I got to see A Thousand Threads again. He seemed somewhat chipper. But damn, I feel spent now. Tired as fuck and my voice dropped a few octaves and I'm already kind of a baritone. But I'll sleep well now, I know.
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