take me back
i’ve got a great photo at home (nz home) of me in the 70′s wearing a fabulous green paisley number (waistcoat and pants) crouched over [one of] my older brother’s record players with my little brother, headphones on listening to something. i don’t remember if it was something like this, although listening to this playing takes me right back to that moment. instant funk. i got my mind made up. first heard in greenwich market a couple of weekends ago, this track had me waggling and bopping away to myself... Read The Rest →
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begin forwarded message » i shout orange kisses into your sky hoping for some response brown leaf whirpools the only audible answer. grey clouds hang quietly on the line; dead roses make fine garlands for this feeling of unbelonging. Share → Tweet