I can remember the first time I heard this album, Zuma. I was all of 20 years old, ski bumming in Whistler, BC, and gathered with a bunch of friends after the bars had closed. I can’t remember her name. She was skinny and not very attractive in any traditional […]
Please excuse me… I’ve been caught up in the mundane world the past few days and, so, not posting. Well, I’ve been writing — there are at least three blog posts in varying degrees of draft status… Eventually.