Playing With Myself
Saw this guy last night in the Troy Music Hall.
Really amazing.
My favorite part? Well--all of it, really. I mean, it was quite extraordinary. Gave significantly deeper meaning to the phrase "playing with myself." But my favorite, favorite part was when the two-horned speaker behind him started to rotate for the first time. Truth of the matter, it was turned down too much for the room and you couldn't tell any difference (or at least I couldn't), but just watching that thing spin around filled me with the joyous notion that the potential of the universe is either vast or infinite. Either being fine with me.
Really amazing.
My favorite part? Well--all of it, really. I mean, it was quite extraordinary. Gave significantly deeper meaning to the phrase "playing with myself." But my favorite, favorite part was when the two-horned speaker behind him started to rotate for the first time. Truth of the matter, it was turned down too much for the room and you couldn't tell any difference (or at least I couldn't), but just watching that thing spin around filled me with the joyous notion that the potential of the universe is either vast or infinite. Either being fine with me.
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