Burn Out

Not really giving much of a shit*, as we only took acid once, accidentally (didn't do squat to or for us beyond pupil dilation) & we gave up on the Dreadful Grate after their second album. Nonetheless, a local guy tells a story or two about A.O. Stanley.

Even so, I liked the guy. He was never predictable, and there was always something disinterested and nobly intentioned about his intense obsessions. The last time I saw him, he was working on the development of the ultimate bell metal, which would be able to make bells that would sound for minutes on end.

*Actually, so far from caring about anything or anybody we may well be auto-typing.