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went to house party to see A-frames play in
basement
but previous band must've turned it up
too loud cz the cops
came and threatened to confiscate
equipment if they got
any more complaints from the
motherfucking neighbors
who like so many spineless and afraid
americans always
call on big daddy government to
intervene instead of simply
going face to face. i guess i would've
caved in, too, but
it was sure a sad scene with the drums
just sitting there
under a naked bulb and no one saying
much, as if we'd
all just gotten in gradeschool trouble.
i yelled "Matt's
house!"
and there was quick assent, loaded the
gear into min's van
and headed out of there, banging on a
drum and chanting,
"we love the neighbors! we love the
neighbors!" the cops, too.
got some better pix at 2nd
party but too drunk on sparks
i guess i somehow lost them. what the
fuck. is that punk? |
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