I want to talk about the death fo MCA and how much the Beastie Boys mean to me, but, currently, I don't have the energy for it (I am writing other things).
I just want to post this because I like it
And for the record I do love the Beastie Boys more than you. So don't fuck with me on this one, pal.
Life is too precious and wondrous and the work of the Beastie Boys don't deserve any sort pause for qualifications. They were great. Any and all tributes are welcome. If you don't like it, then move on. But, anyways, an American treasure died on Friday, let's try and act like human beings about it.
They lived and died to party, so let's go do that.
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