Treasure Hunt
All My Children

Now introducing….
What?
Newscaster fled the scene before finishing the sentence,
had every reason to fear the worst

Crickets in the studio and
alligator paws on the fences, doing a Kilroy, looking out at all the meat like Crocodile Dundee—or Moses—in Los Angeles. I can’t tell my Mick from Moses. Or do I mean Noah?

No matter. The alligator spotted me and now I’m not worried about los analogies anymore. Now I feel like fleeing the scene. It’s a bughouse and I’m the bug, with or without my wallet.

Chocolate Grinder

CHOCOLATE GRINDER is our audio/visual section, with an emphasis on the lesser heard and lesser known. We aim to dig deep, but we’ll post any song or video we find interesting, big or small.

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