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[F:K014]
Acid Daddy....Acid? Daddy? Daddy Acid??? Take a fine garlic-butter-glazed salmon dinner served to you on a razor-sharp white platter of silver, simmered in angst, and then run it through a gauntlet of analog filters and general compu-muh-tational edi-fuh-stractions, and you have the Acid Daddy. In the true spirit of throwing down music that makes us we fear for our Jeebus-Given lives, we give you this man, or at least his music. Believe us, if we could give you the man, we would. If there's one thing we've learned to love here at F:K, its the sort of sequencing dexterity and ingenuity exhibited by this guy. And he's a stay at home dad for the love of God. |
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