On the beach you said rocks explode if you throw them in a fire. I said they didn’t. In the kitchen you confided you had always been wary of prepackaged meat patties. I said that I had always been wary about seafood chain restaurants.
Alt77: Hot Rod Stigmata
There’s something campy and demented about William Steffey’s Hot Rod Stigmata that reminds me of the Butthole Surfers if they could stand still for enough
December 25, 2020
