briefly, with feeling and acoustic guitar

I was driving downtown today, crisp Spring wind blowing white Bartlett Pear petals in through the sunroof, when J. Mascis came on the UT station.

It was like being visited by a beautiful ghost from my pensive teenage years. So thanks, J. Mascis, for bringing me back there.

 

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"... all my lovers were there with me, all my past and futures."

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