
Jesus, is this what actually being in a band is like, hearing the same song over and over until all the blood is drained from it and you are left mouthing the words with the flesh puppet husk of what was once your joyous creation? After thirty-hundred more versions of "T.V. Eye" - a song I can no longer bear, thanks - they take eight more pointless cracks at "1970." Even Stevearino sounds tired of this shit. I suppose they had to drag themselves through the mud to get to "Fun House" and "Dirt" but, and I never thought I would say this to The Stooges through the music critic time-tunnel, enough is enough, y'all.
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