Saturday, 3 December 2011

Tracer - Spaces In Between


Oh sweet Lord of rock'n'roll, He who maketh the grunge and stoner and the heavyth sounds for His new bands to plunder and for here to come asunder out of the farbeyond, and to have giveneth one brother Brown Your lineage of thunder in voice and blessed lightning in fingers - such richness bestowed on one; never too much beneficence from Thee - and to ordain this terrestrial triumvirate as Trio, hail Lord for such continuance and to bringeth them here to me so I too heareth from that eternal echo of those who cameth before.

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