"Oh god where did you kids find that record. You're all a little too young for that, heh. C'mon, let's go put it back in the attic, alright?
Are you sure you want to?
...don't tell your dad, okay? I mean he likes it, but. The swearing and content.
"The Screwdrivers" was a fun time. I think we could've made it. But we didn't have the money, or the commitment...it was a whole thing, we were already doing this the old fashioned way. We had a social media presence, but that's a job. And we did advertising, but that's a job. Only so many of us, not enough money. We had this run of LPs and that was really...it.
Yeah, no, I was good friends with those girls. Really good friends. Sometimes I check in on Lana; she's a session musician, she does good instrumental work still. The others, we don't talk or catch up. But Lana's still doing well.
When your dad was away, we would talk a bunch. Sometimes she'd sing for the twins. Help them to sleep.
You all probably don't remember that, huh? You might remember this song, though. That's me and her on this duet.
Oh it's called, uh. Girlkisser.
We can talk about it when you're older."
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