Rock ‘n’ roll can be so confounding. Some days, you’ll be sitting there like a good rock fan, trying to compose something elegant and beautiful — one thousand provocative words about Okkervil River, a requiem for the compact disc, etc — when something like the Condo Fucks shows up in the inbox. Fuckbook
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