There may be no vehicle more classical Northern Contra Costa/Southern Solano than this, even if it is actually from Kenosha. It reminds us of an old Aaron Cometbus-penned Cleveland Bound Death Sentence anthem that goes, "What about the nights drinking down at Passout/Tasha found a hundred dollars laying on the sidewalk/Split three ways/Enough for two bags of speed and five hundred copies of my motherfuckin' fanzine." Which, when sung by Paddy Costello of Dillinger Four makes so much sense that you'll wanna whack yourself over the head with the cylinder head from an AMC 401, smoke crystal and make out under the stars 'til the cows come home. [Thanks to Bob for the tip.]
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