Damn you, White Reaper. Look at you, with yr catchy 60s-styled garage tunes, and yr tried-and-true hooks, and yr Ramones-y gallop. Look at you guys go. You’re like all the parties I’ve never been to, the ones where everyone is twisting by the pool and some lucky couple’s making out in their cherry red Corvette […]
“You don’t fault a theme park for not being a Cathedral,” somebody said, at some point, about something.