NYC Noise masterminds Black Dice and Growing land in Cook's town to fill up and end up blowing his mind way open, and convince him that he really needs an e-Bow now, and that he must join the revolution.
Beards, books, being five feet away from Prince, miles from Henry Rollins and speculating that only Oprah's marriage to a pop-country star can bring this great nation together again. Maybe for the first time
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