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
Tuesday 23 February 2010
EVENSONG, FRANK ZAPPA, WATERMELON ON EASTERHAY, BARCELONA, 1988.
Yes, many MIAs. Quieter than ever but busier than ever...You tell me, mr mongoose, double the hits, less than half the comments. Good job I don't get Stage Fright, eh?
Mr newportcityblog, a veteran stanislavian, has loadsa followers, good posts and yet only a trickle of comments,
What did you think, anyway of Francis? I am not a Zappoid but I though that was beautiful, lyrical, a distillation of, I dunno, something nice. Music of the spheres.
3 comments:
Jesus, man, the place has gone dead. Saint Lisa for you.
Yes, that's nice, don't know her.
Yes, many MIAs.
Quieter than ever but busier than ever...You tell me, mr mongoose, double the hits, less than half the comments. Good job I don't get Stage Fright, eh?
Mr newportcityblog, a veteran stanislavian, has loadsa followers, good posts and yet only a trickle of comments,
What did you think, anyway of Francis? I am not a Zappoid but I though that was beautiful, lyrical, a distillation of, I dunno, something nice. Music of the spheres.
That was very and surprisingly lovely to listen to, mr ishmael. Not what I was expecting of Frank, at all.
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