a response to your complaints

ok ok
finally (well not finally because i always had a hunch hint hat in the back of my head) last night i realized exactly what you were talking about.
the difference between going to a shitty pop feast and going to a good hole in the wall.
a wreckage in the back street an open space for people to be cool and away from the natural abundance of the cities bustle. it was the greatest thing to ever see. sitting on the ground with some new faces and listening to the music they played with their scratchy voices and humming chords.. i like simple i've always known but now i decided.