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"There was this guy who was about six foot seven, really huge. He's telling a story, and he's really loud and obnoxious and jumping around. Then there's this other tiny weasel of a guy sitting in a corner, not talking to anybody and looking like he's taking a shit, basically.”
“Okay,” Landry said, wondering where this story was going to go.
“Yeah, well, I was trying to get wasted after the gig like I’d usually do, and my band from Virginia had just broken up, like, yesterday, so I was super bummed. Of course, I didn’t know it at the time, but those guys were in another baby band that was just starting out, they’d be on the marquee opening up for Sonic Youth and stuff, and those guys - they ended up being my way out.”
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