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The best day of my life was the day I got
to "jam" with Paul McCartney, Elvis Costello and Bob Dylan. We did a whole
bunch of cocaine, and then Sir Paul (who as you probably know has been
getting crazy into hip hop lately) got on the decks and started cutting
up some of the old Wings records. It was hella def, yo. The songs we composed
that night are generally considered to be the best music ever, though,
unfortunately the short-sighted record companies have refused to release
it, fearing that it will render all other art obsolete. |