Text of Light are dialling some psychic sonic affirmation into my already drenched memory banks at the moment

Some wholesome Fab Four, perhaps? Try Hard Day's Night, Porky!

i've been busting out my british invasion records lately.

it doesn't have anything to do with me being american. i like the who and the kinks and the yardbirds and whoever.

What's rubbish? That you're Italian? Or everything you just said?

My, my, aren't we hostile?

don't mind him. that's the only way he knows.

Sarah Johnson

http://www.justn.info/sarahjohnson/

I know. He really means he loves me.

i fucking love neil young.

The Comsat Angels - Sleep No More.

Formative post-punk brilliance.

kraftwerk featuring neu! live 1971
one of the greatest thing i have ever heard!
highly recomended...

The Cramps Gravest Hits

amy winehouse 'back to black'

i remember this being better.

What are you listening to...
...in my head?
All day long I tried to remember the lyrics to "In my time of dying", the Lydia Lunch version.
And all of a sudden it came to me as an epiphany. My mind is clear.
In my time of dying / I don't want nobody to moan / All I want for you to do is / Take my body home / Well well well so I can die easy / Well well well / Well well well so I can die easy / Jesus' gonna make up / Jesus' gonna make up / Jesus' gonna make up my dying bed...
It's the swing in Lydia's voice, well well well so I can die easy that turns the lyrics into something else.