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chloë cat, heart full of cinnamon

About Me


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a note about the song that's up.
Vibrating ear drums are being shaken by back in the day when i had 15 years of age under my belt; the only thing to be found played by my hand that i have floating on this computer!... .
more to come...
..fitting in the mean time because he stole a musical me since the year of dot .
(...one day, I may re-record this?.. could possibly be excitement but I speed up the ending and recap to almost double the original time ! I suddenly run away with my fingers.)

Now then! It's an outlet, this page, music, writing, photographs, talking, no talking etc. et cetera..

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My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 3/12/2006
Band Members:
Influences: my love.
bellsreally!
Early birds with masterful tunes lend themselves to be admired and sung with, or the land of nod beckons...in which case heart beats in pillows and grumbling tummies create the same insane insomniac soundscape. I'm just slowly becoming nocturnal.
I PROCRASTINATE. I BLAME JUNG. I SHOOT BOTH FEET.
Nan, with her super8's, and memories of floor boarded money. Lost family, with cigarettes wedged between gapped teeth and chappy grins. Drinking sherry with feet stuck in buckets of water. Silly sods and Daft cows.
Fat pigeons; who's cooing gets translated into bleating through my dreams and makes me laugh when I wake up.
emotional indulgence. emotional abstinance.
simple LittLes
lots and lots and lots and lots of seasons.
(&) Mum. African Headcharge. After Dinner. Air. Ali Farka Toure. Aphex Twin. Aretha Franklin. Art Ensemble of Chicago. Arthur Russell. Arvo Part. Bach. Baden Powell. Beck. Beethoven. Bertha Lee. Bessie Smith. Bowie. Bill Evans. Bikini Kill. Bjork. Blind Willie Johnson. Blondie. Bob Dylan. Bob Marley. Brian Eno. Brigitte Fontaine. Buena Vista Social Club. Cabaret Voltaire. Can. Captain Beefheart. Cat Power. Charles Mingus. Chopin. Cinematic Orchestra. Coil. Cowboy Junkies. David Bowie. Debussy. Designer. Diamanda Galas. Duke Ellington. Edvard Grieg. Erik Satie. Elvis. Fela Kuti. Frank Zappa. Funkadelic. Four Tet. Galaxie 500. Gastr Del Sol. Georgie Fame and The Blue Flames. God Speed You Black Emperor!. Haco. Henryk Gorecki. Hope Sandoval & the Warm Inventions. Jac Berrocal. James Brown. Jeff Buckley. Jefferson Airplane. Jimi Hendrix. John Cage. John Cale. Johnny Cash. John Coltrane. John Fahey. John Martyn. Joni Mitchell. Joy Division. Juana Molina. Keith Jarrett. Kraftwerk. Larry Young. Leonard Cohen. Le Tigre. Mahler. Marvin Gaye. Mars. Massive Attack. Mazzy Star. Miles Davis. Mozart. My Bloody Valentine. Nat King Cole. Neil Young. Nick Drak. Nico. Nina Simone. Pauline Oliveros. Pan Sonic. Patti Smith. Pavement. Percy Mayfield. Phillip Glass. PJ Harvey. Portishead. Pixies. Rachel's- music for Egon Schiele. Ravel. Roy Ayers. Sarah Vaughn. Serge Gainsbourg. Shostakovich. Schoenberg. Shuggie Otis. Sigur Ros. Sly & The Family Stone. Slowblow. Schumann. Schubert. Sonic Youth. Spring Heel Jack. Stereolab. Steve Reich. Steve Lacy. Stevie Wonder. Suicide. Sun Ra & his Solar Myth Arkestra. Talk Talk. Talking Heads. Television. Terry Riley. Thomas Wilbrandt. The Beach Boys. The Bloods. The Doors. The Jesus & Mary Chain. The Kinks. The Modern Lovers. The Moldy Peaches. The Nuyorican Funk Experience. The Ramones. The Rolling Stones. The Sloggs. The Smiths. The Soft Machine. The Stooges. The Velvet Underground. Thelonious Monk. Tim Buckley. Tom Waits. Tortoise. Tricky. Vanity 6. Wagner. Wire. Yeah Yeah Yeahs...
Tarkovsky. Jean Vigo. Lars Von Trier. Lynch. Kubrick. Werner Herzog. Godard. Bergman. Fellini. Hitchcock. Truffaut. Buster Keaton. Woody Allen. Victor Fleming. TERRY GILLIAM. Fritz Lang. Hayao Miyazaki. Nicholas Ray. Tati. Orson Welles. Wim Wenders. Chaplin. Old school Starlets, Harlets. All About Eve.
Bulgakov. Herman Hesse. Andre Gide. Jean Genet. David Toop. Dylan Thomas. Poe. Bukowski. Dostoevsky. Virginia Woolf. Plath. Natsume Soseki. JOSE SARAMAGO! Erich Fromm. Tom Sharpe. Jeanette Winterson. Louis-Ferdinand Celine. The Beano. Don Quixote. Kafka. The Eight Metaphysical Poets. Shake a' speare. Wilde. The Boy Who Liked To Kick Pigs. The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy. Jorge Luis Borges (thanks Henry). Dorothy Parker.
Sounds Like: me in my nook with toys...and then you coming to play...bearing cups of tea for the day and mugs of caramel coloured hearty stuff for the night,,,

Record Label: eh?

My Blog

cinnamon cat

the nape of me.. and the breath which lies upon it steadies my direction with a purposeful course. it is a knowing exhale, belonging not only to him, but us. silently and in the solitude of it, when ...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 19:06:00 GMT

rabbits foot.

my blood, the oldest kind, tied in family lines, returns to the troops and stragglers to find a wavering tideantique habits abide by routines only too late gone by.there is a contradiction between thi...
Posted by on Sun, 28 Dec 2008 19:22:00 GMT

Yours, the missing one.

title: Yours, the missing onedate: yes - of coursededicated to: Michael the lion and heartHow much of a pirate would i have to be to steal a lyric containing wood chip? But, hah! and a big one at that...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 15:52:00 GMT

When Stark Black and Ash White Met.

i hear 70 mile winds racing outside the world, Mine evolving around wool cast fevers and heated bellies. Mine. Of early morning dwellings and searching for ice buckets. of hot left feet, freezing fing...
Posted by on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 13:10:00 GMT

A Tissue?

There's a hole in my head where you sit, so cover you're mouth when you cough, it gives me a headache.
Posted by on Fri, 04 Jan 2008 13:31:00 GMT

Well, then suggest.

Sometimes, when all I care to hear is the rolling skiff of one man in our boat.I'll get sores on my feet.And I don't have much idea why they hold me in such a cloth, but I know I could not be without ...
Posted by on Tue, 01 Jan 2008 12:27:00 GMT

more then just about

my heart eats itself with how much you try,it is that gourmet mouthful, not a painful bitbut a flutter that can come with nibbling on felt.a shiver in the teeth and a lick on the spine. she is so beau...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 17:47:00 GMT

MM

time turns me into a cake,and i'm a sticky batter with flour to make.me rise.And feet need hands to keep them aloof,to spoon this dish, because he's oven, proof.anyway. the evidence is in the pudding....
Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 14:37:00 GMT

Green figured

Tears of lace strewn vines around your waist,And I'm potting plants in your belly button.Watering when they call me, and need.Feathers, tarred and free, contradict me whilst I roam your arms.Your spin...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Nov 2007 06:13:00 GMT

Madness I tell You!

"She has a weapon for a head ! ;Like Medusa's ssnakes-O unlucky that Sun came by!,For with One light look,to the Dark, He was shook!Like a bone, his shine, ran dry.."
Posted by on Tue, 18 Sep 2007 04:18:00 GMT