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And so it goes, the shuddering plunge. Despite what my projected persona may dictate, I am a spiritual man. Indescribable, enigmatic... I have wangled to the reach of wangle. I am 27 years old -- no extraordinary fete, I admit. And yet, I have lapped the milk of the damned, and 27 is the accursed fill.
Just a fan of the blues be I. The music and the tales that accompany them are legendary, dissuading aspiring musicians everywhere from delving into the gem of our heritage.
Goodbye Janis Joplin, Duane Allman, Jimi Hendrix, Kurt Cobain, Shannon Hoon... My heart will beat a little faster thanks to Robert Johnson, and a little slower thanks to Skip James. Their visceral impact will resonate for ages.
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