The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
Friday, 22 October 2010
EVENSONG. BOARDS ON THE WINDOW, MAIL BY THE DOOR....The Band, Ophelia
Too baffling for me, mr BHS, and for the blog administrator; makes a change, though, from I am impressed by your forum and it has helped me with my college work; would you like to see my ex-girlfriend fucking an orangatan?
I'm not a big fan, mr bhs, of horns in rock and roll - the odd tenor sax solo, maybe - but these, in Ophelia, are just an aural joie de vivre. Oldest chord progression in the pop world, renewed and made denser, fucking genius, really.
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ReplyDeleteThat's easy for you to say, Mr/Mrs Armpit, but utterly baffling all the same =)
ReplyDeleteEven I've heard this one, Mr Ishmael. Warm, rolling soundiness.
Too baffling for me, mr BHS, and for the blog administrator; makes a change, though, from I am impressed by your forum and it has helped me with my college work; would you like to see my ex-girlfriend fucking an orangatan?
ReplyDeleteI'm not a big fan, mr bhs, of horns in rock and roll - the odd tenor sax solo, maybe - but these, in Ophelia, are just an aural joie de vivre. Oldest chord progression in the pop world, renewed and made denser, fucking genius, really.
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