I was in a foul, dark mood fifty minutes ago. It's a bleak day. . I put Heaven Up Here on and heated up a pizza. The mood was swept away in seconds and I was 16 again. I could write a chapter of a book you don't need to read about this record and what it means to me and has meant; brooding intensity romance, passion and err guts and passion. Never set it down.
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