"You fear the lack of rules, the lack of boundaries. Oh its a fence, no its soft, ahh... What's happening? The shapes, the chaos! Huh? It has to be simple nursery rhymes for you, doesn't it? Dee di dee di dee dee. When the melody gets abstract, you mess your trousers and run to your mummy." ~Howard Moon
Friday, August 3, 2012
A clear departure from what is accessible, this song introduced itself to me like a baseball bat to the teeth.
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