oh you're coming? gonna geek out with kalen screaming, get all deep whiteboy with tim and me, lose your shit? that's great. fantastic. i'm glad to hear it. glad to hear you're coming to matchless. matchless tomorrow. tomorrow night for ocotillo. for the man of the setting sun. for the one band that's better than any other band by a landslide of votes. ocotillo's first show.
do you think i'm only kidding around about it? about the superlatives and the exclamations? don't be an idiot. jeff thrope, who is ocotillo, holy jesus has he ever got it. and it's not only that he's my siamese brother, either. not even at all. no, it's that coming back from the beach sounds like "gone are the women" and not vice versa. it's the company man and the shooka shooka goat hooves shaking and that paul simon and paul mccartney never thought to spend a desert weekend reading each others' minds. finally it's that mario got sonned and do you know why? because mario sounds slick and all but jeff, jeff sounds wild and desperate. jeff sounds bloody.
are you following me? are you coming? you must. because believe this: everything's still in its infancy here, but if you miss this i guarantee your kid's gonna tell you nineteen years from now, "my parent, you had a shot at seeing the first ever show by ocotillo, the band that meant everything to your generation and friends, for free in a room smaller than our ranch house and you stayed in? really? you went to savalas instead? you went to a hookah bar? and you call yourself my relative? you know what? stop. i don't know you. i fucking hate you. no wonder i'm ugly."
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I loves this man.
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