The trauma seems to fade with time but if you let yourself you will remember the living hell of Teenage Acne. Here you are awkward, embarrassed , clamoring for any kind of acceptance and there it is , a boil the size of a Rubik’s Cube growing on your nose. Many people never recover from the wounds of adolescence. Abraham Cloud’s “Teenage Acne” sounds a bit like some 80′s Power Pop but there is no disguising the torture when “it takes a 12 pack of beer just to look in the mirror.” DJ Pipes made this,

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