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impossible songs: Post Wickerman Post
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Random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Monday, July 27, 2015. Here every year but who knows what it does? Main stage, dull day. Wickerbeast from far away. John Cooper Clark in the distance. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This has been going on for too long really, we need to get a better grip. View my complete profile. Ali's lyrics and poems.
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Ford Cougar Diaries: December 2014
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Tuesday, 23 December 2014. Being true to yourself, whilst remaining self indulgent and aloof does at least have the hallmark of honesty somewhere in it but your head still is like a kind of museum tableau displaying distorted and confused scenes from your life. Unvisited. The truth and that truth is out there someplace but nobody is looking. Tuesday, December 23, 2014. Wednesday, 3 December 2014. Nobody here is nice. You can take the things...
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Ford Cougar Diaries: November 2014
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Monday, 17 November 2014. In the blue and warm. I'd make you meatballs. We'd sing like we were in an opera. And ride horseback in the nude. I'd make you famous. Like a word or a restaurant. On film or stage in some poem. Wrecked with mixed up words and meanings. Our love would be beautifully deceiving. Painted and made up like art and plaster. Monday, November 17, 2014. A pot at infinity. You know that feeling you get. All cymbals and drums.
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Ford Cougar Diaries: September 2014
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Wednesday, 24 September 2014. The small matter of what you should do with the rest of your life assuming that you in a real rather than hypothetical position and one which warrants some study and a little reflection. A) Looking out of the window may help. B) Drink sugary beverages to stimulate the lazy brain. C) Try on a hat. D) Google profound words on the Internet and see where their meaning lead you. E) Hold your breath. And so it was.
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Ford Cougar Diaries: Nobody here is nice
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Wednesday, 3 December 2014. Nobody here is nice. You can call me a lick spittle but that will never stick. Mention anything you want but you better do it quick. There's a hundred ways I'm dead and a thousand ways I live. There's a recipe for hell and that's something that I could give. She said "you're the one I want "I said "I'm the one you need". My feet never left the ground but I was travelling at speed. Nobody here is nice. This has be...
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Ford Cougar Diaries: March 2015
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Sunday, 15 March 2015. Soup and a sandwich. But just mind your language. You'll do irreparable damage. And as for spelling. Don't you try selling. Think of your reputation. Try to talk about sex. You say sex with your ex. You say send me a text. Text away your reputation. If you have paranoia. Well I'm here to annoy ya. It's as real as you make it. So soup and a sarny? The world has gone barmy. There's a surrealist army. There was a flood,.
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Ford Cougar Diaries: Random lunch conversations
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It's the year 2000 inside my car, ouside it's a few years later. Friday, 7 August 2015. What weird crap would she be telling you? It's a fine line I'll never cross. If I was a chick I'd want Jesus was a cross-maker played at my funeral.maybe I still will, just to confuse whoever turns up.that'd do it. All the bandit and heart breaker stuff and the irony. A person could make that fit, couldn't they? 8220;I thought you wanted buried in the forest so you could become a tree, or a cross I suppose? 8220;So at...
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impossible songs: Snog, Marry, Avoid?
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Random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Friday, August 07, 2015. Snog, Marry, Avoid? Ok, I'm not going to be cruel here but sometimes I do wonder about things and how they ever came to be the way they are. Meanwhile everybody wants to blame somebody else for the weather. I don't know why. There are no seasons anymore. The last time I ballooned. Queen of the Seas.
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impossible songs: Cultural event of the week
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Random thoughts, stolen images, hidden conversations and incoherent babble from beyond the wall of sleep. Odd bits of music and so-called worldly wisdom may creep in from time to time. Friday, July 17, 2015. Cultural event of the week. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). This has been going on for too long really, we need to get a better grip. View my complete profile. Ali's lyrics and poems. Family Food and Recipes. Impossible Songs CDs and MP3s. Impossible Songs on My Space. In Japan インポッシブル ソングス.
