I've
no business using the phrase come
correct, but that's exactly what the USPS did this February afternoon
when it delivered the Rhyton
lp, just in time for the decompression required following our progeny's early
morning ice hockey game in the north Jersey hinterland. That's right, we
here at LOLOTD take care of live humans and will be subjecting them to these
unexpectedly avant prog dirges for much of the late winter.
I've only had one
pass through Rhyton so far, but
if those Igra Staklenih Perli sides are buried deep in the basement stacks and dearly missed, then this is just the ticket. Is there anything David
Charles Shuford can not do (in unison here with Spencer Herbst and Jimy SeiTang)?
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