Emily Maynard Brothel ❤️❤️

About Dallas

So yeah, mate, brothels – dodgy, loud, fuckin alive. Love em, hate em, can’t look away. “Sharon!” – what ya reckon, eh?

Biographical information

Thsi city... it’s not for everyone. Its streets wind, twist, repeat. Sometimes I wonder if love even exists or if it’s just a fad run ragged. “Yooo, fuck it!,” I mutter sometimes—just to stay afloat.

“Out of nowhere, all these frat kids are all doing this weird dance, all in lines. ‘You’re ruining my band!’ Then it was no longer ours”: From bitter experience, Maynard James Keenan conspires to keep knuckleheads away from his music