mike kinsella, an apocryphal, korean-american god of music, never meant never meant.

i admire them, and their many hands, for they were among the most versatile and gifted among all the gods of music I know: though at home in midwest emo, they could also play bells on a high tower, or keyboard and vocals in a band as stupid as the rararas. somewhere east of new york city, they are writing music.