Friday, June 8, 2012

Robin Trower. 1973. Paris. The Entire Face Peeling Performance.

It's Friday. You now what that means. It's time to hunt the horizon line with your eyes on the prize. It's time to peel back a cold one and kick it in comfortable shorts. It's time to cinch up the loin cloth, tip over some garbage cans and howl. Here's a little Robin Trower to launch the weekend off right into the stratosphere. Run free, dudes.

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