I've never listened to an album once I've finished it. All I hear is what I should've done different. I beat myself up over it.
My 10 year old son likes it. He's trying to play guitar and everything. He likes that kind of music.
Like the winds that we come we know not whence and blow whither soever they list, the forces of society are derived from an obscure and distant origin. They arise before the date of philosophy, from the instincts, not the speculations of men.

