I had another really good Yellowman Fathead CD but I loaned it to a neighbor and the asshole took it with him when he moved out. At the time I was living in these apartments in San Diego. The CDC (Center for Disease Control) rented out several of the apartments as a half way house for Tuberculosis patients. The only place I've heard more coughing is in the smoking section of a bingo parlor. These TB patients couldn't leave the apartments because they were still kind of contagious so I would go out and buy liquor and party with them. These were the only people I would hang out with except my Native brother Tom who didn't have TB but lived in the apartments too. During this time I was drinking 3 fifths of rum a day and was in pretty bad shape. One of the TB patients caught me talking to the plants one time when I was detoxing pretty hard. Not the best of times for Mustard. Anyway give these tunes a listen and maybe you'll like one or two.
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