Alannah Myles, "Black Velvet" and Loving One Dead Boy So Much You Never Talk To Alive Boys And They Have To Leave You Alone

When I was just teetering on the verge of puberty, say in sixth and seventh grade (I say teetering but this was the mid-90s and everyone was still drinking that Bad Hormone Milk instead of the Good Plant And/Or Raw Milk now, so I had actually probably already been menstruating for a good two years at that point) I spent a lot of time on the bus ride hom…

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