Quote by Randy Bachman
I listened to it last night for the first time since we started th

I listened to it last night for the first time since we started this project. I went out to my car and put it in and went to an empty parking lot and just listened and read the little pamphlet that came with it. After two or three songs I burst into tears. – Randy Bachman

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