Emily Merrimack Whore ❤️❤️

About Houston

I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ whiskey, thinkin’—whores got guts. Takes balls to strut around, ownin’ it, while society’s all “meh, you’re trash.” Kinda like Max, ya know? Silent, tough, don’t give a shit. “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me, sarcastic as fuck, watchin’ some prude clutch pearls over a whore just livin’. Pisses me off, tho—why’s everyone so damn judgy? Let ‘em breathe, ya tools!

The Merrimack Review: Issue One, Spring 2014

Here we are! The first song off our new album is now available on all streaming platforms! (All links, and video here www.facebook.com

I’ve gotta say, it’s like every corner of Merrimack is a scene in some surreal flick – you never know what's next. One minute, you're chillin’ near the local library on Main Street, flipping through a book, and the next, you're at a spontaneous block party on Old Mill Road, laughing till you cry. It's mad, it's emotional – you know, kinda like love, unpredictable and sometimes a nutty roller coaster I just dig.

Obituary | James Lawrence Forster of Merrimack, New Hampshire