I'm completely convinced you f*ckin' bastids out there spell our sh!t wrong on purpose just to tick off the infamous "red pen" that is I....Either or, you'll be there, even though it won't be to see "us", per say.....You'll be there. I'm positive of this.R.I.P. to the Living Room, a long standing sh!thole of a great place in which we have been blessed enough to have contributed to the mushty noise that emanated from within the depths of its heat-less inards along with many a national touring act and/or local leprechan-new jack alike....
In all seriousness, I couldn't count how many times I either performed or chilled in this disgustingly lovely spot, regardless IF? I correlate the passing of Randy Hein a few years back to the closing of a place that been shoulda been condemned (which made it so great, enjoy your music and few pool tables and nothing else fockers!!!) long ago, I will undoubtly have etched memories of years of my life in association to..."the Living Room....NOT YA Living Room, But THE Living Room"...feel me?
Peace to WheelChair Wednesday night's at the spot with the cheapest deal on tall boy 'Gansetts, the first place I ever embarassingly attempted to present myself unto Providence's budding rap scene, The AS220; chilling with Romen Rok, Reason (good crooks on the "Cops & Crooks" attempt), Storm Diesel Knievel, dOX, Falside, J Strest, the gang called Delusional, younger generation Fall River rap fiends, and hippie couples that dance to your undance-able tracks then cop merch....Cool kids in the hall got nothing on cats not bluffin...
Be easy.
Peace.
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