Disorder.

'I've got the spirit, lose the feeling. Let it out somehow.'

I'm meeting up with Steve tonight. We go way back. One day, in 1979, we came back from our weekly record-buying frenzy and put on a new album by a band we didn't know.
Everything was very different after that.

But we still giggled when we made M.S. show us her panties, and we still locked Roy the Decoy in the chemical cupboard. We probably would do today if we had the chance.