ENTER THE WHITE PONY
ENTER THE WHITE PONY By ELI JACE > June 2000, daytime — driving somewhere in America: *click* —CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES– *click* —ALL THE OTHER SLIM SHADYS ARE JUST– *click* –IT’S GONNA BE MAY– *click* These are the sounds of driving with an indecisive finger on the radio dial in the first summer...