| You've
got it, Sherlock, their album title refers to the end of the world
as we know it on that cataclysmic day of reckoning (no Hallmark
cards available yet). And the advent of ear-splitting, cortex-skewering
bands like the Maze really did signal the sultry dog days of the
sixties. But just like that ultimate orgasmic blast at the end of
a great fireworks show, what a perfect way to go |
