blow
silentbob
Or
maybe
it's
so
right
that
i
blew
your
mind
020320
...
guitar_freak
broke
coke fiend
killers
play
with
me
020326
...
spoons
a
really
good
movie
020326
...
the repeater
jamsession
birdmad
all
of
us
then
sixteen
years
old
saxophone
in
hand
three
drummers
a
trumpet
and
a
clarinet
starting
from
the
formulaic
stuff
we
knew
and
taking
the
chance
on
something
new
as
we
played
waiting
for
the
bus
to
take
us
to
the
game
each
new
riff
like
kindling
each
measure
and
beat
another
degree
cold
october
afternoon
classroom
children
who
were
born
too
late
to
witness
birdland
living
for
a
moment
on
a
borrowed
piece
of
that
stage
letting
the
rhythm
serve
as
our
holy
relic
and
letting
the
growing
audience
of
our
peers
and
our
teachers serve
as
our
congregation
exhausted
and
unaware
we
laid
our
pieces
down
and
were
supprised
to
hear
applause
we
laughed
and
enjoyed
but
sadly
never
really
got
to
recapture
any
of
the
fire
that
seized
us
in
that
moment
and
i
have
never
known
any
drug
or
any
lover
who
ever
brought
me
quite
that
close
to
heaven
no
matter
how
high
they
may
have
gotten
me
010125
020326
...
silentbob
poor
poor
ted demme
020327
...
raze
he
brought
the
movie
over
for
us
to
watch
one
night
,
not
knowing
my
smile
was
held
together
with
tape
and
paperclips.
i
invented
a
scene
out
of
nothing
.
an
airplane
landing.
a
reverb-choked
snare
hit
.
a
clean
electric
guitar
.
and
in
that
moment
,
the
seed
of
a
song
was
born
.
230727
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
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