To whom it may condemn,

I have constructed a collection of songs out of macaroni and glitter. I call it THE DESTRUCTIVE ACT OF EMBARRASSING MYSELF and I find it's best heard in the evening. For better or worse, I realized early on that the destructive act of embellishing myself could not go on forever, as glitter regularly sticks to magnetic recording heads and, without fail, macaroni clogs the gears of 4-tracks and 8-tracks. But I believe that you will take an interest in what I've come up with, as if you were witnessing a bloody car wreck.

I wrote these songs without headphones on, but something is lost in the application without them. I want you to be close to the strums and hammers, like the moon at perigee.

My favorites are tracks 3, 5, 9, 10, and 17. Which are yours?

Robbie in Bonita.

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