Childish and mature love. God. How can something be so contradictory yet make so much sense?
Truer words have never even been posted. Seriously, any musician should live by this and tighten the fuck up. I’ve worked at 3 venues, and I’ve gotta say, this statement, spoken by the wonderful Henry Rollins, is exactly how shit is.
I couldn’t stop smiling…
Nails, tacks, and pins.
Lovely, but too bad the last one has a misspelling…