The death of Mediafire has pretty much killed the primitive past. Sorry guys. E-mail me if there's something in particular that you want and I'll see if I can get you what you're looking for.
All I think about all day is music, and I want you to benefit from my obsessive music listening habit. Updates a few times a month.
I post records that I actually listen to regularly in my real life. Obscurity for obscurity's sake bores me, as does cheap genre imitation that lacks content. You'd be right to expect something wonderful from everything that ends up on here.
As a man afflicted with sexual dysfunction in the form of debilitating delayed ejaculation, Arab on Radar comforts me. I'm not the only one. I'm not the only one who is broken.