The Shadows, Jigsaw (1967)
I fucking love The Shadows. On a level where I actually can’t understand it if you don’t. To me, if a person does not think The Shadows are super-fucking-great I’m forced to contemplate whether that person is even real. I mean – they breathe. Eat. Sleep. Shit. Sure. But are they a person? Someone once told me that it was becaus…
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