My master’s name is Jordan. I am not Jordan. I am Donna Chron. I’ve been lurking in that bitch’s basement, slowly deriding his goodwill and sanity. I hope I can do the same for you.
This message goes to those who think they like music. I made this to play with you. Tell me how it feels, how it sounds, how you ride it. I’m only asking that you share your deepest feelings and always pass magic to the needy.