A very close friend of mine whose name I can’t really remember believes that the older I get, the better I used to be.
Nights on end we were polishing our blue jeans with a Zippo lighter and listening to the then new vinyl 33 LPs. We played the discs only once to be recorded on magnetic tape before being placed back in their square sleeves for safe keeping. The lack of expression on our faces was pure poetry.
Do you remember: Stire Draits, Zed Leppelin, Fing Ployd?
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Sorry, but DC/AC ain’t ring a bell.
Tags: ac/dc, led zeppelin, Pink, pink floyd, poetry, zippo