carnival_carnival
raze
adam
and
gord
showed
up
at
my
place
on
a
saturday
night
almost
twenty
-two
years
ago
to
the
day
.
they
were
already
in
a
short
-term
memory
coma
from
all
the
drinking
they'd
done
before
they
hooked
up
with
me
.
they
probably
drank
another
half
case
of
beer
between
the
two
of
them
.
they
decided
they
wanted
to
record
something
.
we
ended
up
improvising
a
six
-song ep
together
.
gord
started
out
playing
bass
.
when
he
got
bored
with
that
,
he
messed
around
on
an
old
analog synth
i'd
had
since
i
was
thirteen
.
i
pulled
most
of
the
musical
weight
, playing
electric
guitar
and
a
bit
of
synthesizer
to
flesh
out
what
he
was
doing
.
adam
stood
in
the
middle
of
the
room
and
brutalized
my
best
microphone
.
the
guy
thought
he
was
jim
morrison.
he
came
off
sounding
more
like
a
third-rate
porn
star
trying
to
hack
it
in
the
world
of
mainstream voiceover
work
.
he
sang
about
satan,
drugs
,
and
sex
.
all
the
songs
were
a
series
of
introductions
in
which
he
revealed
to
the
listener
that
he
*
was
* satan,
but
not
before
snorting coke
and
getting
laid
.
he
wailed
about
a
woman
with
the
legs
of
a
spider
.
he
sang
about
dark
clouds
and
summer
faces
.
by
the
end
of
it
all
,
his
voice
was
shot
.
screaming
when
you're
already
drunk
enough
to
break
a
breathalyzer
will
do
that
to
you
.
gord
and
i
got
into
this
goofy
little
locked_groove
that
sounded
like
circus
carousel
music
.
adam
started
barking
about
something
he
called
the
wicked carnival.
he
invited
everyone
to
take
a
ride
on
his
clown
bus
.
then
he
got
sick
of
the
whole
thing
and
started
threatening
to
kill
both
of
us
if
we
didn't
pull
the
plug
on
the
song
.
i
made
sure
to
keep
it
going
for
at
least
another
few
minutes
.
when
we
weren't
recording
,
adam
ate
everything
in
the
house
and
extolled
the
virtues
of
moosehead lager.
he
was
smoking
a
cigarette
on
the
front_porch
when
a
guy
who's
now
a
soulless
city
clerk
walked
by
and
recognized
us
from
high
school
.
i
howled
like
a
wolf
.
just
for
something
to
do
.
i'm
the
only
one
who
remembers
anything
about
that
night
.
but
that's
been
true
of
a
lot
of
nights
in
my
life
.
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