You hear that, inner teenage self, perpetually standing outside Kurt Cobain's house and looking angsty in your worn-out memorial t-shirt? I'm officially a music journalist!
All those years of eating songs and creating mental daisy chains from artist to artist have brought me to this point, and I am mighty proud. Looking forward to many more of these in the future.
Words are being released in a torrent. Music and letters are combining beautifully. Two seniors are enormously proud.
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