i'm absolutely sure of it now. when tim and i spent the night with the horses folks, while we were passed out- they must have implanted a microchip that plays their music in our brains, fucking constantly. it is sort of like a birthday card that plays music when you open it. as soon as i step out of bed in the morning for the last week or so, i've heard any combination of songs from the horses. at first i thought it was just me, but i asked tim...and it was happening to him too. so the only logical conclusion i can make at this point in time is that there was some late night surgery taking place in that house.
that being said, most of what i'm hearing is off the new album, which comes out tomorrow. i urge you to get this album. if for some chance there isn't a microchip in my head, then this is one of the catchiest fucking albums i have ever heard.
apparently they also imprinted on the microchip the need to say the f-word over and over again too. but seriously, buy the album.
other than that....i want to say "WELCOME HANK!"
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