I don’t know what’s worse. Having to wear Abba’s hand-me-downs on the cover of your album, or having to promote yourself by scrawling your band name on your bare chests. Especially if your band name sounds like Stuttering John introducing “Under the Boardwalk.” Oh wait, I know what’s worse. Being fat enough to be the guy with three fucking letters.
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Hey Squid! I love your blog. Uneasy laffs, my favorite kind. I host a radio show/podcast called Movies About Girls, and we do a weird/bad music segment called Hits from Hell - we try to find the worst songs of all time - and I was wondering if you'd like to join us sometime? We can play some crazy tunes and mix it up. Could be a riot. Check it out at Moviesaboutgirls.com and drop me a line!
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Ken