Getting Closer

I am pretty sure I caught a shiner at one of these guys shows.
A pretty good one, too.

I also scored a lot of free drinks at a gay club, where you could always count on this type of shit being spun on the turntables.
Big, gay, leather bears like goth-punk boys in combat boots, I guess.

I am a complicated guy, and that was twenty years ago.
Don't think about it too much.


Nitzer Edd, Getting Closer.