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Jack Kerouac
04:25
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Sweet legs
05:04
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Cry when you get home
Cry all the time, darling.
I'd do that if I were you, right now.
The tormented and depressed person's on the phone again from Michigan.
"He/She has wined at tiresome lengths before, but today is worse," here she goes,
on and on about how her parents didn't pay for her dentistry
and how that traumatized her feeble mind.
How that traumatized her fragile mind.
Her teenage mind...
etc...
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Parallel universes
04:53
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Why do flies fly round our heads so eagerly, insistently
oh why?
to look at our faces up close
supernova faces fascinate them
“See those saturn rings?” he said
“Well, I travel to them at the speed of thought,
that’s the fastest speed there is.”
I said: “Really, oh really?”
He said: “Yea, I’m a super sized eagle, sitting on diamonds.”
The states, the fractal shapes, the sizes create
parallel universes that somehow overlap, overlap,
with each other, one inside another, ah.
The states, the fractal shapes, the sizes create
parallel universes that somehow overlap, overlap,
with each other, one inside another, ah.
Your face when you entered the gallery room
had my heart skip till it ripped and I felt, Ohh
it’s a maddening love here, oh dear
I can see your yellow halo round you
When this party is over will you come round here and put your
sweet head down on my lap
will you hold on to my thumb in your hand
your wooden sculptured plastiline wonder
The states, the fractal shapes, the sizes create
parallel universes that somehow overlap, overlap,
with each other, one inside another, ah.
The states, the fractal shapes, the sizes create
parallel universes that somehow overlap, overlap,
with each other, one inside another, ah.
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quit singing about the girls that you love i'm sick of that stuff quit trying to count the stars up above stop telling me lies i can't figure out too many to count stop saying you are the benefit of the doubt
quit complaining so much stop relying on such
don't tell me to take another pretty girl out don't tell me to take the benefit of the doubt
benefit of the doubt redoubt benefit of the doubt devout benefit of the doubt throughout quit singing about the benefit of the doubt
i don't wanna resign should i have to decline what i mean by a line just because it's benign
stop taking the time to worship divine i'm sick of that rhyme don't tell me to put my heart in the south i'll rupture your mouth quit talking about the benefit of the doubt quit thinking about the benefit of the doubt quit insisting to give the benefit of the doubt don't try to give me the benefit of the doubt
benefit of the doubt redoubt benefit of the doubt devout benefit of the doubt throughout
quit singing about the benefit of the doubt i'll rupture your mouth quit talking about the benefit of the doubt quit thinking about the benefit of the doubt don't try to give me the benefit of the doubt stop saying you are the benefit of the doubt stop saying you are the benefit of the doubt
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pictorial candi Berlin, Germany
Warsaw based "Pictorial Candi is the pseudonym of off-kilter Argentinian songstress Candelaria Saenz Valiente and her debut solo LP, Eat Your Coney Island [...] is as bewildering as it is brilliant and, to contextualise that comment, it’s fucking sensational.” (Dots&dashes). Her second album DRINK is a bottle of fizzy beverage done diy: a cohesive sounding psychedelic punk-pop to dirty techno. ... more
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