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Andy Allison

Andy Allison hasn't written much professionally, has minimal clout in the entertainment industry, and knows a little about an awful lot of music. Why would you listen to him, you ask yourself? Because he sure makes a bunch of fucking sense! Man, this fool's got more LPs, cassettes, cassingles, 78s, reel-to-reels and wax cylinders than a bag of 10 motherfuckers. Yeah, he has pack rat issues. Andy's taken several thousand pictures of his stuffed walrus, drives a big fat Cadillac and takes residence on the East Coast. You should pay attention to what he writes. Then you can write email and argue about what you've read; as if it'll do any good, because you're wrong!

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