Hello. I am the origins of quote-unquote Dixieland Jazz. Enjoy me. Ladies and germs, as a special present to our new subs, we bring you "THE CHICAGOANS: 1928-1930," a fucking monstrous record that will violate your every orifice until you speak a language other than your native tongue... BECAUSE OTHER TONGUES WILL BE EXPLODING FROM THE BACK OF YOUR THROAT UNTIL YOUR HEAD FALLS OFF AND YOU DIE. Cheers! - Iv. M.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
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