Now this is the Cat Power I used to love...batshit crazy, drunk off her ass, morose, barely coherent...music filled with odd ominous sounds and feedback rather than Memphis horn sections and a professional drummer.
I sit here enduring the longest Friday afternoon in human history while my girlfriend sits on the beach. The old Cat Power was right. Life is hell.
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