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Seifer
12+ albums
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One day, in a land far, far away, on a small bed of hay, there lay a man named 'J'. J was a nice young man, so nice in fact he'd roam the lands, in search for food for his dear old nan. Yes, he was a nice young man, but a man who had never entered the sandman. Poor man. Poor J, the nice young man on the bed of hay. He had been deprived his whole youth, to never know the truth, all he'd known was his nan with her one single tooth. Poor J, the man that they say, never had seen the light of day, poor old J. J was afraid that people would know, that he did not know the outside world, that the only music he'd ever known, was written by the devil, Ville Valo. But on his travels to a brand new land, he met someone else with a guitar in hand, he asked "Who are you?" as he shook his hand, then backed away as he responded "I'm a french man". J ran away from the creepy, weird guy, ran as fast he could and he screamed to the sky, "Why did you send me a smelly French guy?", to which God responded "I don't really know why." And just at that second, as J knew...no he reckoned, that the French man was gone, he jumped out a bush and screamed "PLAY ME A SONG!" So J picked up a bass and asked "What is this guitar?", then he slapped his way right into the French man's heart. Yes it's gay, but that's the story of J, now it was time for the French man to come into play. J asked the man if he had himself a name, his name was 'A', unoriginal but hey, this IS the story of J, the man from a land far
