Less Than Pulp, Issue 44
Bryan Smith Plays the Hits in Dead End House
I’m twenty-six, working for the uncle of the woman I hope to marry. My band has broken up three years prior after the suicide of my guitarist, and subsequent attempts to start another musical project have fallen through. I need a creative outlet because the noise in my head won’t stay quiet otherwise. Telling stories was always what I wanted to do. Even…
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