I like the idea that one wise man once said, if the devil is six, then God is seven. He also, as I understand it, had a severe heroine problem, or appreciation. I appreciate his music and the efforts of his fellow compatriots, not so much the heroine. But then again, who cares? It's his life, my enjoyment, and great music.

I do spin and do exemporaneous vocals whenever I meet a jam band that is playing, that will let a random dude just pick up the mic of course. That's assuming there is a mic, or a band for that matter.

Thouroughly.

I've got a quill prepared for just such an occasion.

The tendency for electronic music to crop up in present pop music is a testimony to the right thinking of a million ravers ten years ago in the U.S.A. and one billion more in the U.K. and Europe. This trend of domestication of the synth the drumkit the style of breaks and trance meshing into a love of simply music rather than the marginalization of one or the other due to unwarranted stigma opens the minds, opens the ears and assuages fears that rock n roll is where it ends, that hip hop alone is men's bread and butter.
This life is too short to find only one dish on your plate. If you have a lot they're good mashed together like Thanksgiving dinner. And I am as always very thankful for what I've got.

daft punk, basement jaxx, hall and oats, darren christian, satoshi tomeii, blood hound gang, digital underground, furious five, tribe called quest, krs one, de la soul, madonna, britney spears or at least her engineer

L.A. Claremont they have no franchises there. No mcdonalds no convenience stores like 7-11 nothin

a thinkpad. a mixer. a mic.