the box under the stairs….

Anyone who knows me, knows I have no maternal instincts. Yet this is something about young boys in some of today’s retro sounding bands that make me want to steal them away and put them in a box under the stairs. It’s not sexual in anyway. I kind of see them as puppies, all huddled together in a box, under the stairs…

first into the box….

the white rose movement, the tall one and the blonde one…. you can’t name the puppies till you get them home….



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