The Weight of History

The other day I went to the practice space to play drums with these guys. We were rearranging some amps when something heavy fell off a shelf and struck me in the back of my head. I found myself in a sunny meadow, next to a sleeping dragon and a sign that said “in many cases, mud is good, in others…” Then I woke up and there, on the floor next to me was a Commodore Vic-20. I mention this only because it isn’t every day you get hit in the head with a Vic-20. -Ed Scripsi

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