I believe I may have mentioned (as early as November 2011, to be precise) that Tim Spander would show up at my door in college with ELP in hand, ready for my stunning HK speakers, having them blow out matches held in front of them, my color organ, certain illegal substances, Pete's Pizza, and the experience of a lifetime.
Actually, it was all of that.
Of course, I am a tad older now. But, to be honest, Tim can show up on my doorstep anytime: Tank is ready.
Although, in my dotage, I haven't gotten down on the floor and crawled over to the speakers for the match test of late.
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