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they killed my hair
01:18
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They killed my hair.
They cut all of it off.
It was cold outside.
I got a cough.
They killed my hair.
They were too rough,
I told them so.
I thought I was tough.
They killed my hair.
It was above my brow.
They killed my hair
And we had a row.
They killed my hair.
It was near my brain.
They killed my hair.
Now I’m insane.
They killed my hair.
It was on my head.
They killed my hair
And now I’m dead.
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universe of life
07:34
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Popsie Buzzard, Joel Subtotal and Richard “The Binman” Turner were all aliens from the planet Bilos 2. They arrived on earth in late September and set up home in a flat above the Silver Sands Café, which everyone called The Bobby on account of the small portions they served.
It was a very different world compared to the one they’d left behind. For a start they had this Presbyterian landlady called Mrs Rainey, who wouldn’t allow alcohol on the premises; not even a wine gum! The flat was freezing, so Mrs Rainey gave them a few extra, rough woollen blankets and a few half empty tins of emulsion to cover the worst bits of damp on the kitchen ceiling.
In time, the Bilosian immigrants settled in to a comfortable weekly routine that consisted of lying in bed all day, watching Price Drop TV, smoking roll ups, cooking terrible vegetarian pasta dishes and spending all night in The Anchor. They rarely bathed and dressed badly; people just took them for students.
Their mission was to last 3 years, with June, July and August spent back on Bilos 2 for essential hygiene and dietary maintenance. The rest of the time they made friends, borrowed money, scrounged food, knocked out spliff and swapped sexual partners. At the end of their time they emerged, none the wiser, very overdrawn, slightly heavier, bothered by a niggling smoker’s cough and with their body clocks shot to bits. Like everyone else, they were intending to move to London to get in to films or the music biz.
The rulers of Bilos 2 felt worried and slightly short changed by the whole experience.
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where is bryan connors?
04:35
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Bryan Connors is like William Florkio, as his far-reaching vision has taken time to really take hold. Bryan Connors’s version of history rings yet more and more true. While Bryan Connors lives, he remains a marginal figure. Bryan Connors is not underground; he’s been on the cover of the New York Times magazine. But Bryan Connors is way ahead of his time to the extent that he feels push back. Bryan Connors is not like the people from the art world. Bryan Connors isn’t following the script. His enemies are very real; not imagined, not just paranoia. Bryan Connors finds himself in Star Trek territory, boldly going where no man has gone before. Bryan Connors is rocking the boat, playing against the paradigm and winning.
Bryan Connors is certainly ahead of his market. Bryan Connors is infinitely richer than any of his friends, which is the source of much pain, as Bryan Connors never really participates in the market. Bryan Connors is famous in his lifetime; the celebrity that Bryan Connors is today. His reputation is not secure in his own mind. Among his peers, in this little downtown world of ours, Bryan Connors is a living legend, but sometimes the legend is the last one to accept it.
Be careful.
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4. |
richard richard richard
03:48
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5. |
usa
06:41
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6. |
francis robson
06:56
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7. |
tri amhran
12:06
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8. |
women
03:07
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9. |
you are my sunshine
03:10
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BARTHOLOMEW cusack Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
BARTHOLOMEW cusack’s debut collaboration, "Dresden Heist" combines explorations of semi-improvised electronica and anti-guitar noise with narrative excavations of the sordid seam of the North East underground.
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