Have you ever destroyed a giant old tube TV? Just smashed it into oblivion? It's the best. I recommend it without reservation. Many years ago, I lived in a gigantic house full of art students, and whenever any of our appliances broke, we'd go up on the roof and take turns hurling them down into the driveway, some 30 feet below. This was probably dangerous, but it was definitely fun. Sometimes, I'd just wrap the chord around my fist and swing the thing at the ground. When all those plastic shards would go flying? That would feel good. Last weekend, while the Chisel were starting their set at an FYA Fest aftershow, that same spirit seized somebody.
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The Chisel, End It, And The Beauty Of Shit-Wrecking Spectacle
