The trashcan obsessional

will get to more, but wanting to lay this down.  the straight desperation of Ron House, based on sexual conquest on all of the Thomas Jefferson Slave Apartment albums is hilarious and scary and enthralling all wrapped up in one grossly indulgent package of three albums.  Its a bro that has put himself as the quintessential barfly that makes our weekend excursions seem like a pitiful mess that it can truly be.  I can’t believe I missed out on this as an adolescent.   Micky Rouke be damned, this shit it a total bummer.  I LOVE IT.