031513 #human I'm getting drunk and there's a small wooden chair in front of me, in front of the speaker, the speaker from the 60's, from when my stepfather wasn't my stepfather, when he wasn't anything but a hungry young man, attorney barely, veteran, redneck, product of his times, sexy, he probably had hair then, I don't know why it matters so much but it does. I didn't solder the wires. I just crimped them on with pliers. God forgive me. Forgive me please. Just keep playing the music and make it sound good, or at least good enough.