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Story time. This story is very short and there’s not much to tell. Let me start from the beginning. Once upon a time, when hipsters still shopped at American Apparel and listened to The Black Keys, there were two young men waiting to be taken home. One of them was a pretentious indie kid and the other was an Anti-Culture bass player. They passed the time talking to a gay-guy and his friend, who happened to be a girl. They waited and waited, and then they danced to some hard-core techno, and then they waited some more. Eventually the gay-guy and his friend, who happened to be a girl, had to leave. Then it was just the pretentious indie kid and his Anti-Culture bass playing friend. And finally they were picked up by a Golden Carriage.

Quote: “Max, this sounds like stripper music.”

“It is, when I’m alone in my room in the dark.”