It start with a P, the Clean-Up Woman, a Car Talk workout, a vulva puppet, & scareyoke…
~Sunday~ Here are two things I wanted to capture last night, but forgot to—both having to do with songs I heard on Foxy 107/104 on the way downtown to Courtney’s gig at Hibernian: The first was this song with the most inane lyrics by a guy with a deep—trying to be sexy—voice à la Barry … Read more