Text of Light are dialling some psychic sonic affirmation into my already drenched memory banks at the moment
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Some wholesome Fab Four, perhaps? Try Hard Day's Night, Porky!
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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.
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What's rubbish? That you're Italian? Or everything you just said? |
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My, my, aren't we hostile? |
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I know. He really means he loves me. |
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i fucking love neil young.
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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
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amy winehouse 'back to black'
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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. |
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