So I'm house-sitting on the windy shores of Scituate, MA for some friends who got wise and bolted chilly Boston for the warmth of Hawaii. Without my computer handy, I don't have the storehouse of mp3s to link to, but I do have friends who send me Italian potatoes...
Chris Darrow and early 1969 Grateful Dead make appearances in a few days... so check in down the line a bit. And if you know Italian, maybe enlighten in the comments section as to what the hell is going on with that talking potato.
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