Nice, and Alexa Bliss is a'ight, but I'm currently all about Becky Lynch. When's somebody gonna write a song about this Irish Red Sonja lookalike, huh?
Rereading the whole fiasco surrounding Chinese Democracy and I still can’t wrap my brain around the sort of industry standard that allows for the flourishing of the mental illness pitfalls that birth as a bizarre a dork as Buckethead.
They built a chicken coop for this man to shred and watch Diabolic porn all day until Axl came in and gave him a fucking disappointed dad talk about how he was doing the record harm by using porn as a muse.
How wrong had his life as a fake chicken man gone up to that point when Axl became a voice of reason?
Anyway, the record is a bizarre time capsule of music unearthed from the turn of the century and still has some decent tracks on it. It’s just not a Guns record and never will be.
Just wish they published the discards somewhere in a higher quality because the Internet Matlock in me has been unleashed.
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