by Chris Rozik
I play music because I love stagelight sweat.
I do it for your hips. Because after a week of sitting in front of computer,
or whatever you sit in front,
you deserve a chiropractor.
Unfortunately for you,
My hands are a lot louder than a doctors.
But I can tell you, that I spend just as much time trying to perfect an art.
Perfect and art however,
do not belong in the same sentence.
I play guitar and yell into PA’s late at night,
while my parents sleep.
They know it,
and thank god it helps them sleep.