The Gories - omologato

Let’s give it a shot, come on, I hardly ever finish them anyway… just Childish, maybe.

So here we go. Hold up your straws, in order: the primordial Blues of the Delta, the one of moonshine, of juke joints, the one that could really kill you like Robert Johnson did, followed by the loudest, most violated, and authentic Rock'n'Roll à la Screamin' Jay Hawkins, and then a Soul so Black that Mr. Please Please Please nobly bowed down…
Okay, shake it all up in your mouth and hock it up (such a noble image!!!) like the worst fucking punk would…
Where?! In a Dirty and Most Noble Garage in Detroit, where the hell else?!!

Mick Collins, I’m gonna indulge in this NeGro hard and repeatedly.

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