The glory of bad by the dissonant sock
it's not charm-point incompetence, or undaunted endeavour, or a one-time-only fatigued wackout, or distracted, or distracting, or sheer shamelessness, or whatever else it isn't.
look at that composure. it's no mistake. there is a purpose, and the purpose is pure, anguished, glorious, bad. potent stuff.
NB and that's not starting on the mic recordings featuring yelps as of abandoned seal pup or coos as of demented dove..... don't know if they're related.
