- Tue Oct 14, 2014 3:58 pm
#35490
and lo, I stared into the spinning grey dots for what felt like eternity. After a time, I felt I could see into forever, becoming one with the dots, the site, the album itself. I was drawn in, beconned by the silent siren song of vinyl. As I landed on the shores of Carcosa, the King in Yellow simply said "503." My mind shattered with the knowledge gained, I collapsed upon the sand at his feet and wept. 503.
Voodoo Jim
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