Zooey [audio]

[rowens]

I would seriously feel like utter shitful waste, then I'd drink a few jugs of cheap red wine, and listen to this pretty girl singing her heart out on her first album, and me and Dionysus and the satyrs in my loins and chest and brain would be ready to sing the sermon in the light of the last track, which is her hidden track, "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot".--I sent this poem to her: so don't be surprised if you hear I've been buried under the prison. Or if you don't hear anything.