I agree with you, Jake. Steam. That's my favorite band of all time. Why? Take a look at this and then ask me again if you still have any questions.
They revolutionized the world with their flannel jackets and loose whiskers. I remember a concert in '67...I was dating Delilah then...it was a blast. Johnny, the lead singer, signed my left temple with an exacto knife. I still have it to this day. #neverwashedthisface Floyd, the backup vocalist/mullet man threw a beer at me, but I forgave him almost instantly. How could I hold a grudge against Mother Nature's gift to humankind? But Leo, he was the man. Mr. Style himself kissed Delilah on the cheek when I wasn't looking. Instinctively, I turned around and introduced my forehead to his Adam's apple. He gagged for a few seconds, then realized who I was. We had been classmates in 4th-grade alchemy! He apologized for his rudeness, handed me $20, and told me to spend it on some churros and a Dr. Pepper to share with my girl. I was devastated when the cashier told me it was counterfeit. But hey, that's the 60's for ya. So next time your lonely, afraid, and unawares of your future, just put Steam's record on. I suggest listening to "I don't fly, Susanne" first, followed by "Lost all my staples in Omaha," and topped off with "Your elbows don't lie." That will put you in the mood.
All my love,
ZF
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