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Phineas Gage, was a psychological phenomena, a man who suffered a tragic accident. A railroad spike, he was tampering explosives with, went through his head yet he survived; His personality changed. I liken the spike to music going through my head, and changing me in an utterly profound way. I invite you with much enthusiasm, to better acquaint yourself with this eclectic music, of which I am very passionate. It makes me think of mold growing atop a fancy pair of leather shoes, while trudging through the jungle. It is like being huddled next to a trouble light for warmth, while sleeping in a rolled up rug in a garage, in the middle of winter. These are my memories, these are my songs. Contact @ jesshorricks@gmail.com
