Pearl Jam has always been there in the corner of my mind, playing away endlessly on some brass ended turnbox with the fuzzy speakers and the glowing volume dial. They have always been there in the static of life making sense of things in their consistent way, helping me along with congratulatory seasoning. They know you get it and they bring you along for the spell, grinding boot heels on propaganda leaflets and holding their own. Nothing in this system is going to affect you as long as you give yourself to the fight of remaining an individual, remaining yourself and avoiding the Kool Aid at all costs. Pearl Jam is there to help.
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