Today’s treat is a storming set from The Stammer. It shoots across Philadelphia like Kerouac
and Moriarty picking up the lost souls, broken dreams, faded friendships,
aching hearts, small pockets of hope, and the burnouts and the left-behinds. Lines
sparkle and shoot from guitars and explode in your mind like tiny fireworks
letting you take from it what you need.
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