Like a bit of good gossip or a dog-eared copy of On the Road, Clash tapes tend to get passed around, and wind up forming countless intimate, enduring, and cathartic bonds.
Like a bit of good gossip or a dog-eared copy of On the Road, Clash tapes tend to get passed around, and wind up forming countless intimate, enduring, and cathartic bonds.
25 years, you say. i'm gonna need some more coffee for this. :)
here are some other tapes that tend(ed) to get passed around:
talking heads
violent femmes
black flag
replacements
probably abba
sometimes weird al.
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