So Imagine Robert Fripp after someone dropped a couple of ruffies in his cup o’ carrot juice at the circus.
Now listen to this and tell me if that is what you were thinking about.
I apologize…This shall be the last “random-music-from-my-past-life” posting until I finish the project referred to in my most previousish of postness. After that, I shall re-open the can of stinky worms that surround the box that used to belong to Pandora’s wanna-be red-headed step-child of this this did cometh forth-eth.
Gesundheit!
