MARCH 23, 2012 12:04PM

My Typical Evening

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Chicken and Child

My typical evening begins with me in
knee-pants and buster-browns until 9 or 10.
Then I hit the road to selfhood.

What’s your favorite appliance?
Can you lactate on demand?
Do you dwell in a heliport?

Is that a typo?

My typical evening began in 1987 and never ended.
Is it always the same?
No, it isn’t.
The only real constant is my tentacle-
Telecaster and an ancient
Peavey Deuce
that leaks so much static
it’s more like a bug-zapper than an amp.


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It sounds like you're not a quiet evening with some Bach or Wagner sort of guy...