The Last Straw
For A Camel
I Never Really Knew
Ride 'em.
The Last Straw
For A Camel
I Never Really Knew
Ride 'em.
milk-yielding moth blight paper-footed near-acquainted Parma red
net-winged ordnance officer night-blooming monster-eating ninety-ninth
mummy brown Non-caucasian mutton grass pale-blooded
news-greedy mild-spoken Neo-attic paint strake not-good opening die par excellence
mumping day motive column over-gear
music-copying noble-fronted needle bath
one-hundred-percenter night-robbing open-gaited
missionary weed Non-turkish
Anyone I missed/mist.
Egon Scheile don't fit in any of these boxes. But he deserves a mention.
prince, jeff & tim buckley, john martyn, leonard cohen, peter gabriel, diamanda galas, gnr, billy holiday, zappa, the mothers, the grifters, king crimson, pj harvey
I guess there's much more.
I'm not much of a movie buff. I'm quite tolerant of movies.
Watch the furniture, love.
In the green morning I wanted to be a heart. A heart.And in the ripe evening I wanted to be a nightingale. A nightingale.(Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.)In the vivid morning I wanted to be myself. A heart.And at the evening's end I wanted to be my voice. A nightingale.Soul, turn orange-colored. Soul, turn the color of love.Leonard Cohen, Lorca, Poe. Anything by Kurt Vonnegut is good in my opinion too.
Tom Selleck...