Boy oh boy, do I miss Buddyhead. I miss the scuzziness, the grime, the medium drugs and the late nights. I miss gossiping about your friends in bands and pissing off the Gen X'ers that came before. I miss that period before some folks got into heroin, some folks got into religion, some folks got into the suburbs. They were massive nights and low key days, fueled by Satan, Grey Goose, Sparks, and Gatorade, disco fries and Adderall.
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