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Home sweet home. Love gettin’ away with @tokyoxrose but nothing like coming back to Bebe’s chubby face.

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Tumblr had me rollin' my eyes. What kinda news is that? @godsqeed

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Come next year, France won’t know what hit em.

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Wish I were still on some friend of a friend’s porch chain smoking and watching the sun dip real low as we drink from a nasty mix of beer and whiskey. Battered stereo that’s seen a lot more better days sitting in the window playing breakdown and american girl on a constant loop ‘cause this particular friend’s from the midwest. Just one of 'em days.

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I was dragged to the Montreal stop of the Fully Completely tour in '93. I didn't want to give them a chance when there were bars and people alike I'd yet to devour on my trip. Their name certainly didn't help. I went anyway and I was blown back. Transfixed. They had me eating my every word and then some. Like a bar band punching above their weight and takin' it somewhere deeper. 'course there was Gord, playing the tiny bar packed at capacity with the dynamic sweep of an arena show and the intimacy of a poetry open mic. I'd never seen anything like it and became a fan that night.

That night we piled into my friend's Renault and came back to his apartment and played UNO with his roommates, Road Apples and Fully Completely on a constant loop (they said it was for my sake and I never believed them but I loved it anyway), while waiting for weed from their downstairs dealer. The Hip were a cool kind of secret. Over the 20 years since there were more shows, more albums, and more transcendent moments. He was an absolute one of a kind artist, essential to several generations' conceptions of this here life. 

Let's all rage against the dying of the light.

RIP Gord.

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Cyprus wasn’t the place to be in ‘94, but I still remember that morning in March, the sticky heat in my apartment before I’d made it to the record store a couple of blocks over. When I got Superunknown in my hands, little did I fuckin’ know. Saw soundgarden live more times than I deserved, and audioslave a little less. He was some kinda’ something else every time. His voice was meant for storytelling and, shit, could he weave em.

Music’s a little less awesome with Cornell rocking the stars with the greats. Settle down now and sit with me.

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Rolling chairs are the new heelys. M'calling it. ✌🌝✌

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Givin’ a fuck gets you nowhere, don’t let anyone tell you different.