Monday, July 12, 2004
The label clued me in. Maja came through!
The squishy envelope tore without resistance, promo flyers for stages long gone peek out. Out comes the shirt, and the package within a package - a CD. I go for the CD, peeling away wrapping....
Seeing it's not wrapping. It's notes. It's the deconstruction of the next album, the words staring back through the wrinkles of the circular file:
You can tell she's hydrolic
A scream in supersonic
You can see the mercury smear in her eyes
Now that's special. And I finally have the [Jared CD] - which is very good - and the long sought FUCK ART LETS KILL shirt.
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