Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Words For Wedding Reply Card Dietary Requirements
The Hot Summer Wind Surfing
A look through the back window of the lighthouse ... spy fresh air, light, ethereal and impalpable ... Jubal drawing new paths and new routes as possible ...
Andrea.
A look through the back window of the lighthouse ... spy fresh air, light, ethereal and impalpable ... Jubal drawing new paths and new routes as possible ... Andrea.
Monday, August 23, 2010
Ocean County Nj Gay Bath Houses
PH > After The Show
anthology, Virgin, July 1996
After The Show (A Collection)
Ophelia
Shell
After The Show
Stranger Still
You Hit Me Where I Live
Sitting Targets
The Spirit
Porton Down
Nobody's Business
Sunshine
Lost And Found
Sign
Just Good Friends
If I Could
Reviewer's rating: ★ ★ ½ (not shared the power of the songs)
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Ceasars Palace Bathrobe
PH > X My Heart
Fie! March 1996
A Better Time (Acapella)
Amnesiac
Ram Origami
A Forest of Pronouns
Earthbound
Narcissus (Bar & Grill)
Material Possession
Come Clean
A Better Time
all songs by Peter Hammill
recorded at the studios of Bath from Terra Incognita:
Peter Hammill: guitar, piano, voice
David Jackson: sax, flute
Stuart Gordon: violin
Manny Elias: drums
incoming text
tracks included in the live show: A Better Time. Amnesiac
Board for the purchase: an album for completists
Reviewer's rating: ★ ★ ★
note di Peter Hammill
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Magnifique
"C'est magnifique, hein?".
The French traveling en famille; strictly with the Italian boyfriend. Dressed as if they were at any time at midnight in Viale Ceccarini, and twelve and the heel and ankle make-up and the mini.
of order, always vaguely pissed: they start as a couple, that status is still with us, but then not having fun. I heard
a dejected saying: eh, but you are always angry with me.
Sit treasure, there's the platoons. The
english girls are with her friends, and they're enjoying themselves: they drink like sailors and fall in love with the bartenders Greeks.
The frets, however, are dyed blond.
And yes, that's great.
looks like the Capri of Greece, said the UCP with a certain what his air of scandal.
E 'convinced that a man of simple tastes and rough, just like a rock, then proceeds to list the house with elegant detachment that there must be the summer air conditioning (suffering from the heat), and network and adequate space (to write, him). When you fly
complains of airports, when landing delays and African heat, generally in the life of not being on or between Falzarego Pratoni dell'Armentarola.
After three days, running around half naked and sciamanna to the island on scooters greek precarious.
The rest is water, Retsina, Greek salad - goat and dancing the Sirtaki Zorba.
This house from which I write has the grace of one of the most beautiful scenery in the world.
dawn and dusk, the whole island turns pink.
The voices, the music between the white houses come as whispers only to the dinner hour.
the evening, the lights are lit on the cliff as blessings. 
"C'est magnifique, hein?".
The French traveling en famille; strictly with the Italian boyfriend. Dressed as if they were at any time at midnight in Viale Ceccarini, and twelve and the heel and ankle make-up and the mini.
of order, always vaguely pissed: they start as a couple, that status is still with us, but then not having fun. I heard
a dejected saying: eh, but you are always angry with me.
Sit treasure, there's the platoons. The
english girls are with her friends, and they're enjoying themselves: they drink like sailors and fall in love with the bartenders Greeks.
The frets, however, are dyed blond.
And yes, that's great.
looks like the Capri of Greece, said the UCP with a certain what his air of scandal.
E 'convinced that a man of simple tastes and rough, just like a rock, then proceeds to list the house with elegant detachment that there must be the summer air conditioning (suffering from the heat), and network and adequate space (to write, him). When you fly
complains of airports, when landing delays and African heat, generally in the life of not being on or between Falzarego Pratoni dell'Armentarola.
After three days, running around half naked and sciamanna to the island on scooters greek precarious.
The rest is water, Retsina, Greek salad - goat and dancing the Sirtaki Zorba.
This house from which I write has the grace of one of the most beautiful scenery in the world.
dawn and dusk, the whole island turns pink.
The voices, the music between the white houses come as whispers only to the dinner hour.
the evening, the lights are lit on the cliff as blessings.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
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Whether you're sailing along routes serene, clear, led by the flight of gulls in the sunshine of the Great Blue or be lost to the storm attravero Maps tered 'Come, you can pass a August peaceful.
Andrea.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
Russıan Naturıst Movıe
One, Nobody, One hundred thousand.
The endless play, lost in a random universe as possible.
The endless play, lost in a random universe as possible.
donut If Genesis I faa Puetia a little of everything,
spazzèn, astronaut and magütt
I prick up the last mile for el muund
innàanz and Indre Cume el mercury in the thermometer ...
Sun naa soe in the Loen
duma cun'ti occ
I shot cuntra el teemp
and I desfàa the urelòcc
I prayed thousand voolt without nà giò in Genocchi
I turned around and smoking cun't el pee biùtt PEEIs de piöcc ...
M'è Tuca learns that turns it Roed
that sometimes if sprawled büceer el de la bira
between furtöena scarogna gh'è and a rope that pulls
quaand that pica el el el diavuli Ciapa aim ...
Sun Staa the anvil, and what the time el martell
I listened to the heart, and what time al'üsèll
in the mouth of the guitar I scondüü
this life is in the page Russian quii scrivüü pencil ...
El curtèll a man and a bunch of nell'oltra fiuu
because amuur and the henn moorti always scundüü
each dè ships via a cun basen or pesciàda
cul de destèn DREE shoulder
for mulàmm 'na bastonàda
And she gives her all my regòrdi de el surìis
hip cun nissöena if the sun rüvaa benììs
many women in that satchel gh'eren Shah el havens
concomitantly to loose the cicatriis rusètt hann ...
Scapàvi e inseguivi senza mai ciapà fiaa
curiàndul nel veent…fiuu senza un praa
una trottùla mata sempre in gir senza sosta
un boomerang ciùcch senza mai una risposta…
Zìngher e sciuur sempre söel mè binari
suta un’alba e un tramuunt püssèe rùss del Campàri
ma i ricordi i hènn smagg
e me spècia el dumànn
el me spècia incazzàa cun scià i buumb a màn…
Sigarètt senza Nommo and no history büceer
hann faa the strange doodles in my memory
tattoos invisibility me càgnen de knuckle
Cume a tirade and a life of scotch ... nastru
My ciciaràda lax el teemp that tröeva
Vardi cieel el de cun nuvembra his Loen Noeva
el Genesio and begging the sun is all ...
cun any capacity whatsoever,
suta ... sun ... biùtt
La Balada of Genesio - Davide VanDeSroos
in their souls, many of us look like Genesio ...
Andrea.
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