last night, listening to terrible pop-metal tapping

Posted on September 20, 2009


with like four different guitar parts looped via pedal, I stared at the floppy spaniel ears of the guitarists hair and thought to myself, “what kind of person thinks this music is awesome?” Then I turned to my right and saw the only dude within 30 feet of the band, rocking out with all his might. It was the Drew Carey shaped guy in the pats jersey who had previously caught my attention for being the only one to laugh at the comedienne’s joke about how she’s good at her job because she “thinks outside her box.” At that point I attained nirvana.

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