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What do you perceive when all luminescence is truly nonexistent? Amongst the dark and languid sheet of the wee hours, John Z was brought into this world....... His mortal existence is based on the notion of creating a "wave" of swarthy and passionate intrigue, wherever his spirit is felt, heard......or bludgeoned! Turning a deaf ear on the conventional, he is in the midst of a pilgrimage down a different path towards an everpresent continuance.....for the power of soul......and beef! A zetetic cretin, with his tattered bag of tricks, his fuzzy dreams and a little dimmed courage, the peregrination traverses onward! JohnZguitar culls the sonic strip mines deep within the caves above the city of Lost Angels & Loose Angles, where not much thrives or grows!? Except for maybe a few giant monkey clams and some baby corn! Currently engrossed in the midst of mighty struggles amongst mucky-mucks in fact too emasculated to mention. A truly simple man in the end, that always (seems?) to deliver the vendibles of aural satiation....and anathema! So, enjoy.......or at least act like you're diggin' it!
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