I drank two/three Bud Light tall boys or Miller six packs every night last year after work that I developed a modern day Matt Pike beer belly. Only I can’t belt out righteous riffs and I suck :(
Directed by Tim Burton
Ichabod Crane is sent to Sleepy Hollow to investigate the decapitations of some townspeople with the culprit thought to be the legendary apparition, the Headless Horseman.
I remember a few years back Nails played a show at the Echoplex with Tragedy and Skin Like Iron. I had been drinking that night and going hard in the mosh on account of all the Oxnard shout outs and started to feel queezy during their last song and went to the bathroom to puke. The soundtrack to my puke session was the last half of Depths, and it was pretty cool.
photo credit: Mark Dawursk
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