Diddling is always entertaining in the fingers of the diddler,
but done incorrectly, it can leave the orifice-owner (ears, etc.) bothered,
blue lipped, even a little sore. Sadly, Lake Mary didn't know how to touch me.
There's SLC field recorded birdsong diddling, acoustic guitar
diddling, even a banjo gets diddled. I might as well be in a white noise orgy
conducted by a virgin who still believes in the power of saying "I love
you" and/or the power of the post-rock medleys at the end of Danny Boyle
movies.
Give me a classic rub and tug by a beardo who's had one too
many bad trips. 'Cause if you're going to have an existential crisis looking
into a foaming abyss, the hole's gotta be deeper than six inches.
Beautiful packaging. Handmade cedar coffin with risograph
printed art insert, insterted.
--Mylanta Stamz
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