What I'm about do makes me feel slightly uncomfortable, for I fear once I post this I will never have any readers... EVER. Not that I do, particularly now.
Right. Henry Adjer is my dear friend who I've known for approximately 5 months. Whilst meeting in a somewhat tense place (an Ethics classroom), I wasn't sure we'd ever have much in common. Could I have been any more wrong? He has the best musical taste I've sen in such a long time, and to be honest, you could say it's better than mine. (Appreciate that statement. You'll never read it again.)
In addition to this, he is a literary genius. The things he writes makes my reviews, etc., look like chicken scratch. It's really quite upsetting. The first words he ever uttered in my presence were 'He is a pendantic c***'. I should have known from then he didn't mix his words.
So without further ado, I bring you the best-worded, best music blog around.
Ladies and Gents, Musical_Ramblings
SAAAFE brother man.
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