halloween is confusing, at best. october mixtape

if you ask you shall receive in the sense of a sense of the law of attraction. I’m always singin’ Dylan, and an acquaintance passed me a bootleg, the kid in ’76 in New Orleans. Dylan’s electric bands, then, always gathered themselves a little bit before they’d plunge into the song. I think of Hard [...]

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