Seven years old, I take the Kansas record from a plastic crate and stare at the cover. There is a picture of an old man writing something, his head aching in frustration. I am riveted by the familiar cartoon imagery, but I don't understand what the hell is going on.
This is my first memory of discovering music.
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You don't have to have a paid account to post pics. I just save them to my computer (right click + save picture) and then when you're typing your entry click on the icon of the tiny picture. It should be pretty self-explanatory from there. :)
I was dying to know, did Little Ben take his piercing out before he came home? Since you didn't write about it I'm guessing yes.
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