I got this one in the mail a few weeks ago, part of an impressive an appreciated box of aural treats ranging from Midwestern harsh noise to '70s South African psych. There were little descriptors on each tape, and this creation was simply labeled: "SMOKE WEED." So that's all you get, and whether your curiosity is rewarded or punished remains open to interpretation. For me, I will say that the eleventh track (presented here via my questionable editing skills as "08") and the instantly recognizable sixth number are the ones that will keep this collection in my life....at least for a while. But it's the time, the care, and the steadfast commitment to weird that needs to be lauded. Keep the gifts and donations coming, kids...
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my friend and i used to get teenage drunk and listen to Robert Palmer singles at 33 and have the best time hahahaha
Man, when got the joke I couldn't stop laughing. This is the greatest thing. "Soul Brother" and "Blurred Vision" had me in stitches. I think I should make one and call it Bruno From Mars.
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