On Turning 33
1) RPMs...should probably leave it here. At Squid Ink Headquarters we are all about the works of Gamsci but cannot stomach his lack of revolutionary intent. If there are not 33 and 1/3 revolutions of the mind per minute in the office Silky starts playing Motorcade and Paddy smashes the capitalist machine.
2) How good is it to have an enormous monster of a gig at the Barlecorn Hotel this saturday evening at 8pm, the true home of Rock and Roll and nominal refernces to alcoholism?
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