This has been reissued and it is so great. I bought it tonight, among other things that it turns out i hate and want to throw away (I’m terrible at music. TERRIBLE.) While I was in line a man hovering near me bumped into me while I wasn’t looking and then patted my arm and apologized very intensely. Then he asked me what records I was getting. WHAT. I guess this is how it works. I mean, I’ve seen movies but some guy asking you what records you’re getting is a thing you always imagine is about to happen but never does and really, never should, if you ask me. I mean what am I supposed to do? Hug the records to my chest and say, “no I’m not going to show you.” god. I just kind of half heartedly flipped through them and even skipped the last one because I wanted to what, show him who was boss? I don’t know. Anyway he said he bought this Charlie brown thing too. ALLEGEDLY. I dunno what I said. But he will never know what my last record was. (it was a smog record that it turns out is “early” smog and not warbly enough for me. I am so filled with regret. I hate everything).
