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From: Ben Zanoe
Date: 02 Oct 2010
Time: 15:07:44 -0500


Stinks is tooo visceral, too vivid, too sincere for a jumped up pantry boy who did'nt know his place. Let the rarified boulevards of Clifton yodel into the ears of the middle-class affectation's with his Andy Warhol book, his old yamaha acoustic, his smug little confident air apparent. Now that these ambitious parents have created the Uber-marrionettes that believe in their own complaisant putrescence, now that these colon dwelling gaseous beings believe in their own Gift Shop morality they think we should believe in it too? POO. Shallow.