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One of the best days of my life. And a life with many great days. First to teach Coleridge and Whitman all day, alone. Pure bliss. And then to have dinner with your wife and daughters. Jurf bliss. Then to go to the globe of the actual name of your local bar, for open mic night, and your electrician is the opening band, your hamdyman, and then the lowers play, your friends, for the out of the velvet underground sunnyside experiment, named after the older kids section of Sunnyside Gardens, the lowers. playing all talking heads covers. And bringing the punk back to David Byrne. Jumping around like a 17-year-old pure energy. And then you're ugly and so their players is strange keyboard a febrile Prog. End on la Bamba.
