Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

That Confounded Bridge

For fuck’s sake. Precarious?

“Yo.”

Precarious Lee, everyone.

ENTHUSIAST APPLAUSE NOISE

“Hey.”

What the hell is that?

“That’s the Dead. Choogly-type band.”

Yes, thank you. I recognized them.

“They’re easy to spot.”

But mostly I recognized your handiwork. Are those speakers?

“Where?”

On the right.

“Yup.”

Are those two columns of speakers separated by a couple feet with another speaker bridging across the top?

“Yup.”

Why, man?

“Why not?”

So, so, so many reasons.

“If someone dies, we’ll do it different next show.”

That’s your motto, isn’t it?

“Mottos are for assholes.”

True.

3 Comments

  1. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    October 6, 2017 at 10:09 am

    Those gym gigs – they were cah-ray-zee!

  2. Deal-making in a smoke filled room.

  3. Fantastic, the attention to detail to spot that crushing waiting to happen (I’m proud to say I spotted it after only 10 secs of staring, and a led Zeppelin inter text title to boot)is what really truly makes me keep coming back to this surreal masterpiece blog. Happy real thanksgiving weekend.

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