There once was a boy.
A boy with a dream.
That dream was to one day run a music blog.
It was the only dream worth dreaming. It was his everything.
But then, one foggy morn’, that dream died. No longer was the boy entranced by those meaningless factoids, the pretension, all the glitz, the glammer, the rayban sunglasses.
Instead, he wished to tear that world apart, to reveal the hollow void that had eclipsed his very fantasy. With the right tools, he would bring out the truth. He would show them all.
He would do it with Fit For Treasons. ENJOY CAREFULLY.