Last night I, Warner Watkins, cried. Granted, they were tears of joy, but still tears nonetheless. Does this make me a pussy? Probably so. But with good reason. Last nite at death's waiting room (The Grammys) Blink-182 were all on the same stage together for the first time in five years. I listened to Dude Ranch all day today.
And in other news, Radiohead killed it! A marching band on 15 Step? Seriously?
Brownstone.
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