dear damon
for St. Valentine's Day 2000!
He_fumbles_at_your_spirit
Emily Dickinson
He fumbles at your spirit
As players at the keys
Before they drop full music on;
He stuns you by degrees,
Prepares your brittle substance
For the ethereal blow,
By fainter hammers further heard,
Then nearer, then so slow
Your breath has time to straighten,
Your brain to bubble cool, --
Deals one imperial thunderbolt
That scalps your naked soul
=)
frances
On the bedside table this month:
Songs they never play on the radio james young
nico
On the turntable this month:
all the works by heatmiser
KNOCK, KNOCK. WHO'S THERE?
Enter the dragon...Say What?!
Name that tune!
Educate Me!
BRITGIRL's gig report
Ravenous for "Ravenous?"
The archives c'est arrive'!
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