Monday, March 21, 2011
Potterton Performa 28i Diagrams
Dance at the Mouth of the Apocalypse!
What a no-wave, jazz-noir, what, what the spoken word. Cayirdayacak ears ... and this time I change my (or so we think) and if they drink and dance to We will ...
"I can not scream into the void anymore. So, I have to to dance at the mouth of the apocalypse ... So, let's rock!" (Lydia Lunch)
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