The Ripple Effect: The Music Commentary Radio Show  

I knew there was something wrong when I came home from work the other night. Why was the postman still in front of my apartment building at 6PM? Why was he clutching his lower back and cursing my front door? The Ripple return address on the package on my doorstep couldn’t have anything to do with it, could it? I pushed the exhausted mailman aside and tried to lift the package but could not. I got a neighbor to help me lift the small yellow mailer into my pad. The cats ran away in fright and the baby started wailing. I couldn’t believe that the postage was almost $3000. What the hell was in this thing? My wife said she smelled something horrible. I grabbed a cleaver and opened carefully. Three advance CD’s came crashing to the floor. I checked the paperwork – Electric Earth Records. That explained everything. Electric Earth only puts out the heaviest stuff imaginable.

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