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Joy Division

The next night we played the Centrum again. Clarice and Fran smuggled me into their dressing room so we could do vocal warmups in the immense sports-team sized shower they had. Because, yes, everyone sounds better in the shower. “M.D. got some range,” Clarice said when we were done. My range wasn’t especially good: my […]