Well, I tell you what. I'm probably going to have to owe my first heart attack to
Ezell's Chicken that I used to eat a lot at work for lunch about eight years ago. And because my time on this third rock from the sun is indeed limited, thankfully
this week's auteur has a short résumé to deal with. I have an appreciation for that more and more as the days and weeks march on faster and faster. Less is more, frankly. And when you're dealing with temperamental musicians like ones you never heard of (
Serius Jones) and ones you
have heard of, just not for their music (R. Kelly), well... what do I have to complain about?
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