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Burn like f-i-r-e-i-n-c-a-i-r-o! |
In another era, I borrowed the 'Boys Don't Cry' album from a friend. On tape, of course. I dubbed a copy (by wedging cardboard into the tapeover holes in a U2 tape), and even went to the extravagant step of making color photocopies of the insert. It's a solid album, and Robert Smith wasn't even wearing all that makeup and hair shit at that point. Nowadays, he's fat, and all the makeup jazz just looks sorta super-stupid.
Nostradamian
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