||[May. 26th, 2011|09:07 am]
It’s a slate-dark late afternoon shot through with icechip rain. On a day like today, what I really want to listen to is some overcast, disorienting space drone coming from the inside of a broken DEFENDER arcade machine.
And l found it, too. Lovely.
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