Austin. It was 1:00am and I'd overslept. I ran down the stairs and took off in my car for Beerland, a venue I knew I wouldn't be able to get into. When I arrived, I could hear the sounds of Seiji, Toru, and Billy, blaring through the entrance doors as I hopefully approached the queue of people that didn't know shit about Guitar Wolf. After talking
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