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"I’m in a rock ’n’ roll band and I was there to play rock ’n’ roll. I didn’t go there to work on my tan or play hacky-sack."
That's the sweat, people. Argue, and live a lifetime of wrongness and embarassment. I mean, sure...he's no Flaming Lips, but then again, he doesn't need a bubble ball or 800 lbs of orange/yellow confetti to be impressive. Simply let's the music speak for itself.
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