venerdì, aprile 29, 2005

*** Robot in disguise

Live at Garage (London )


Could you imagine?
The Ramones_in_mascara who are playing like Devo..
A fucking marketing product from New York.. Enjoy !!!



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mercoledì, aprile 27, 2005

*** Siddartha on Thames +

..unsung, unsaid..

postato da huncke | 21:50 | commenti (9)

*** old  Ways *

.. call it superstition  / followed and fell / under the failing / under the spell..

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lunedì, aprile 25, 2005

****  z.e.n. t.r.i.f.u.g.e.  *

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***  forbidden - color *

Richmond Garden (uk)


Richmond Garden (uk)


Hyde Park

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giovedì, aprile 21, 2005

*** plastic  - 14 -  series

...baby buy a thing to wear

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mercoledì, aprile 20, 2005

*** plastic  - 13 -   series

..posession: taking over..stand these pictures on your shelf and wear heart upon my sleeve,

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martedì, aprile 19, 2005

*** plastic  - 12 -   series

mundane by day inane at night..

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*** plastic  - 11 -  series

in illusion confort lies the safest way the straight and narrow..

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*** plastic  - 10 -   series

see them shimmy see them go...

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*** plastic  - 9 -   series

life in plastic is fantastic...

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lunedì, aprile 18, 2005

*** Don't bring me flowers..

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domenica, aprile 17, 2005

*** Time: another victim..

**** David Bowie lyric ***

"Time"

Time - He's waiting in the wings
He speaks of senseless things
His script is you and me boys

Time - He flexes like a whore
Falls wanking to the floor
His trick is you and me, boy

Time - In Quaaludes and red wine
Demanding Billy Dolls
And other friends of mine
Take your time

The sniper in the brain, regurgitating drain
Incestuous and vain,
and many other last names
I look at my watch it say 9:25 and I think
"Oh God I'm still alive"

We should be on by now [x2]
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la [repeat]

You - are not a victim
You - just scream with boredom
You - are not evicting time

Chimes - Goddamn, you're looking old
You'll freeze and catch a cold
'Cause you've left your coat behind
Take your time

Breaking up is hard, but keeping dark is hateful
I had so many dreams,
I had so many breakthroughs
But you, my love, were kind, but love has left you
dreamless
The door to dreams was closed.
Your park was real dreamless
Perhaps you're smiling now,
smiling through this darkness
But all I had to give was the guilt for dreaming

We should be on by now [x5]
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la [repeat]

Yeah, time!

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sabato, aprile 16, 2005

*** urbans hearts   - two -

don't call me Dad: I'm a motherfucker..

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giovedì, aprile 14, 2005

**** Califone (unplugged)

..may be I don't like this kind of .. alt-county.


Tim Rutili  & Jim Becker



**** bonus - track

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martedì, aprile 12, 2005

*** r_Evolution Lounge +



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sabato, aprile 09, 2005

**** urban sweet hearts..



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giovedì, aprile 07, 2005

*** fairground  --

paolo benvegnu



paolo benvegnu

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domenica, aprile 03, 2005

***  The Waste Land

APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire,
stirring Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering 5 Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee
With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade,
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten, 10 And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch.
And when we were children, staying at the archduke's,
My cousin's, he took me out on a sled, And I was frightened.
He said, Marie, 15 Marie, hold on tight.
And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in the winter.

Eliot, TS





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