...on jah

just stepped off the train and rock for light by the bad brains came on the bastard pod. i hadn't heard that one in a long time. and sure it's a minute and a half of super fast rockin' seminal punk from back in the day but, the bastard got choked up for a minute. not because 4 rastas from washington d.c. playing as fast as they could while singing about jah brings a tear to his eye but because 4 rastas from washington d.c. playing as fast as they could while singing about jah reminded him of a long time ago when things were young and good and full of promise. whod've thunk?

—the bastard