The Colour of Fresh Blood

Hello, you beautiful bitches, gorgeous whores, and lovely audiophiliac motherfuckers.

My computer is in the shop for the next (said in an uncomfortably erotic robot voice), “7–10 business days”, so here’s what’s going to fucking happen. I’ve contacted a few fantastic people to guest some pieces, so stick around to see the colour of fresh blood. I’ll be throwing down what I can, but I can’t promise I’ll be able to keep up with the knees of bees without my usual shit at hand. If any of you have a desire to pitch in and swear like a one-legged knee-buckled muppet-loving pipe-toting sailor – see? There’s actually no need for supplemental sacrilege, extra expletives, boisterous blasphemy, or those needless no-nos. I do that because … well, I just get so fucking excited!- then come join in on this music-loving profanity parade. All I ask? Don’t write negative reviews or about your own band. Motto around here is, “If you don’t like something, don’t fucking write about it.” Makes sense, don’t it?

I do apologize for the bad timing considering I was just on vacation. But, as Atmosphere taught me back in ’08, “When Life Gives You Lemons, You Paint that Shit Gold” (a rap album that features papa Tom Waits beat-boxing and slaying that guitar [this is a clue to what write-up is coming next!]).

So, that’s about it. Just a quick recap of shit happening here at AlbumADay. Stay warm and, as always, keep listening.

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