We've had some trouble with this, I'll admit
holy mountains and cross-continental trips
Gulp hot coffee, burn tongue, grab essay from printer, almost forget keys and ID:
Massive Attack, Paradise Circus (NSFW!)
"It was a gruesome end — a pathetic end — for an artist and provocateur who, at least according to his birthright, never should have been there to begin with. Dash Snow was, in no particular order, a jokester, a jailbird, a thief, a freak, a successful art-brut savage, a doting father, a connoisseur of various cocaine bathrooms, a retired writer of graffiti and the latest incarnation of that timeless New York species, the downtown Baudelaire"
