Casey Golden, friend, music collaborator
Ike was a fireball shot from a rocket inside a jet, traveling at the speed of sound. I met Ike in 2002. I was working on a buddy’s (Noah B- twisted linguistics) album and he brought Ike over to the the crib. My first thought was, why is this guy over my shoulder being so … Continue reading Casey Golden, friend, music collaborator
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