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Proceed if you will, but, some things cannot be undone once set in motion. A case in point: One Mr. Michael Allsup. Running rampant in a special room of mirrors without any corners or definable periphery. The space-time continuum stretched and distorted beyond recognition into an unrestrained potpourri of nonsensical humor ... with only his madness to guide him. A "Recreational Hell" created by, and especially for, the musician. Partake as you please, but a word to the wise: There's a sign post up ahead. You've just crossed over into ... The Musician Zone. |
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