Thanks for the scoop, score.
I didn’t even know my favorite guitar player in the world even had this coming out!
I usually only have nightmares when I actually dream, but one time I had a really fucking great dream, I had a dream that Paul Leary moved next-door to my house, and that this was going to be his headquarters. I found out they moved there because they (all of the Butthole Surfers )were playing with my dogs, and they were just having a blast, then we started talking about music and we went inside the house and we were talking about how we were going to record, and then my dog started barking, and he was like “fuck it I’m not living in this fucking shit hole.” It was so vivid and real and weird, and funny as hell, I woke up actually smiling instead of being in a fetal position sweating..
TEXAS IS THE REASON