Pixies sometimes play like they've never seen each other before and still sound like they've known each other through fuck knows how many lifetimes. they're so tight while remaining pure, no fancy stuff, 4 people and their craft.
I find lately that I would rather listen to Joey than just about any shredder out there. He is pretty unique - it's all about tones, textures and colors with him. Sometimes its very earthy and the next second its psychedelic. He is a sonic Van Gogh.
It actually says They'll come and play, Their friends will say, Your daddy's rich, Your mamma's a pretty thing. I used to say bitch also, not so much the British part though. And I know it fits because it completes the rhyme scheme, but yeah.
