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My hair and I enjoy a quiet evening in Joe's garage, away from the prying eyes of the public. This garage housed nearly every Kilt concert ever promoted throughout the ages.. ahh, I can still smell the aroma of year-old dog crap, just thinking about it. Notice our tremendous ability to convert almost any upright object into a discount mic stand. Here, I think I'm screaming into a mic balanced precariously on top of a couple extra drainage pipes.
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Though he looks very much like a saucy chica in the image I've chosen to represent him, Yosef is very much a man's man. And he runs a man's website, which you can visit by clicking on the cake-eating freak.
Underneath that is a guy running around like an airplane, with his shirt over his head. I don't know why I used this image, it's just great. He'll whisk you away to a site devoted to garage bands.
Clicking on the album cover of Kilt's last disc will take you to our page on MP3.com, where you can partake in the aural fantasy.
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