soko
21. fjärde advent. adekvat adverb.
dagen inbjuder till sortering. städning. ordning. jag öppnade en gammal mystisk mapp på hårddisken. emmaboda 08. en av de stora anledningarna till att åka på emmaboda 08 kom inte. soko.
den lilla fransyskan som är stor i danmark av alla ställen.
soko - i'll kill her
dagens spår: soko - i'll kill her
dagen inbjuder till sortering. städning. ordning. jag öppnade en gammal mystisk mapp på hårddisken. emmaboda 08. en av de stora anledningarna till att åka på emmaboda 08 kom inte. soko.
den lilla fransyskan som är stor i danmark av alla ställen.
soko - i'll kill her
dagens spår: soko - i'll kill her
wychwood
13. den mörkaste dagen på året.
halloween, julen, it's all the same. it's the same same but different.
ungefär som skillnaden mellan påsk- och julmust.
förresten: afraid of the dark, lagerboy?
nu blir det jay reatard och anchors julöl i väntan på folk att säga adjö till.
dagens spår: jay reatard - you mean nothing to me
halloween, julen, it's all the same. it's the same same but different.
ungefär som skillnaden mellan påsk- och julmust.
förresten: afraid of the dark, lagerboy?
nu blir det jay reatard och anchors julöl i väntan på folk att säga adjö till.
dagens spår: jay reatard - you mean nothing to me
11 12 to the 13
11.12.
what did you do today?
well, except enjoying a few fine pints of nice brittish bitter i went ahead and listened to some great poetry. john cooper clarke. the punk poet. i get the impression that people has forgotten him. or never even heard of him. it's like roadside poetry. a direct link between the vomit caused by too many pints of dark ale and the bricks of the holloway tube station.
when the road lights glance in your eyes walking down holloway road at four in the morning your legs will keep on going... going towards beasley street. that's the beauty of his work. it keeps you going in a fantasy world long forgotten. called punk.
och de åtta svenska mårddjuren.
iller. utter. vessla. mink. hermelin. järv. grävling... och... öhum... mård.
dagens spår: john cooper clarke - beasley street
oh, and one more thing:
to-con-vey one's mood
in sev-en-teen syll-able-s
is ve-ry dif-fic
- a haiku made by john cooper clarke
john cooper clarke - beasley street
what did you do today?
well, except enjoying a few fine pints of nice brittish bitter i went ahead and listened to some great poetry. john cooper clarke. the punk poet. i get the impression that people has forgotten him. or never even heard of him. it's like roadside poetry. a direct link between the vomit caused by too many pints of dark ale and the bricks of the holloway tube station.
when the road lights glance in your eyes walking down holloway road at four in the morning your legs will keep on going... going towards beasley street. that's the beauty of his work. it keeps you going in a fantasy world long forgotten. called punk.
och de åtta svenska mårddjuren.
iller. utter. vessla. mink. hermelin. järv. grävling... och... öhum... mård.
dagens spår: john cooper clarke - beasley street
oh, and one more thing:
to-con-vey one's mood
in sev-en-teen syll-able-s
is ve-ry dif-fic
- a haiku made by john cooper clarke
john cooper clarke - beasley street