Fuck, couldn’t agree more. Life is brutal.
He had the vocal chops of a cracker choir boy singing through a ruptured, blood soaked trachea. He was pure and profane in equal measure.
I will never forget holding hands with my classmates and lighting a light bulb with my hand via electricity emitted from a tesla coil. oh yeah, and it was in Dan fromThe Chiseler’s classFUCKING RAD