Departures and Loggins

Music

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Records choked the shelves and blanketed parts of the floors.

The speakers that spat out the music had cigarette burns and beer bottle condensation ring marks. One bore a sticker of a band that never materialized past a few basement riff experiments.

Derrian Kelden’s earthly vessel, his bone machine, his arms, legs, torso and head died on the couch nearby.

Zuggi Mizener was writing his fourth letter to the coroner in a week since Derrian’s death had been officially ruled an OD, months after Derrian died, weeks after the memorial concert had almost taken the back wall out of Bator’s.