Why ya not reviewed Salem? That album been banging for centuries. You gotta problem with frigging vitality? No-budget brutality, slow-core rapping, the heart of damaged USA. There's trauma in Ibiza, needs sorting. Dude, we're sorry, with deep sorrow, we asked you to give up your services, the desk has been cleared. They are for real, no hype included. Courtney Love took twit-pics with 'em, damn, she should hire 'em. We will always love you, Four Dreamer, go take that hike, you reek of formality.
The discarded were threatening a-bruising, the beast lay down his head, overlaid by sugar dollars and grim inscription. Jilted by the flame of a fringed fur coat, he was grinding to a deliberate amateurism, keeping cold, banished from the avenues, listening to some deranged whoosh, helicopters chopping in the park, weren't it the biz? Tardy boxer, punching walls, knuckle marks. Girl moves to Upside Down, record skipping on turntable, she shouldn't dance like that, not with her face falling off, jumping on cars, weird men in a bacon-rigged diner, rude and irrelevant. Katherine appeared, startled blue eyes, blonde hair, blessing him through corridors of smashing sun, dipping windows, his black hair, twirled a lock, he kissed her red, awkward mouth, an acknowledgement of love. Rescue from the volcano.
Over and out, fumble dumbo J C.
