MersadesMalone

Just a Thursday night at Mel and Max’s house, Space 3, these guys are my friends. Surrounded that night though by all those good people for whatever the reason I was mute, a piece of flotsam able only to drift in the undulating grip of the nights’ audio tide… and you know, even though nows’ a couple of days later the percussions are with me still. / Sittin’ in our space, cynic chaperone to …