matriarchy
Twelve pre-copyright favourite icons.
One man and a cheap generic wave editor.
The subject: To dwell in parallel worlds.
howlin wolf: 'spoonful'
leadbelly's 'bourgeois blues'
gene vincent
elgar: enigma variations
al bowlly, died during the london blitz
william byrd, 'secret' catholic
- 'siderum
rector'
ray charles doing 'goin' down slow'
some early james brown.
al jolson sounding like dame edna
billie holiday doing the pixies.
an anonymous russian orthodox prayer
enrico caruso, poss pre first
world war
SKYLINE
The gladiator rests her shield against a tree and a tiger eats her as
she sleeps.
The astrologer groans painfully for effect before winging it one more
time.
The doctor sips tea; and realises she has not looked at one of the last
four.
The teacher throws a fit before lecturing on religious tolerance.
The MP explains that, for her, getting elected was quite enough radical
change.
The maid-servant swears her lover made her stab him with the carving
knife.
The president just swears; and orders better weapons for a better peace.
The soldier and her lover stand trial for mutual cunnilingus in the
shower.
The nurse thinks: "is this theatre or am I dreaming again?"
The copper rinses the blood from her baton: protect and serve it out.
The radio announcer reads third-hand lies from Downing Street
The child psychiatrist thinks it's good to hear from God.
The mother strikes her daughter for hating the crowded waiting room.
The driver swears at the cyclist for ruining her way of life.
The singer pouts, and points to the wisdom of the terrorist.
The right-wing rich girl hits the remote control and the whole thing
goes up.
The waitress leaves her novel on his pillow and gets dressed.
The daughter swears at her father for going shopping.
The alcoholic knows the whole world is her friend.
The artist decides all art is futile, especially her own, or the
fourteenth time that day.
The prophet just sits, and cries out her eyes.
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Twelve pre-copyright favourite icons.
One man and a cheap generic wave editor.
The subject: To dwell in parallel worlds.
|
howlin wolf: 'spoonful' |
| leadbelly's 'bourgeois blues' | |
|
gene vincent |
| elgar: enigma variations | |
|
al bowlly, died during the london blitz |
| william byrd, 'secret' catholic - 'siderum rector' | |
|
ray charles doing 'goin' down slow' |
| some early james brown. | |
|
al jolson sounding like dame edna |
| billie holiday doing the pixies. | |
|
an anonymous russian orthodox prayer |
| enrico caruso, poss pre first world war | |
SKYLINE
The gladiator rests her shield against a tree and a tiger eats her as she sleeps.
The astrologer groans painfully for effect before winging it one more time.
The doctor sips tea; and realises she has not looked at one of the last four.
The teacher throws a fit before lecturing on religious tolerance.
The MP explains that, for her, getting elected was quite enough radical change.
The maid-servant swears her lover made her stab him with the carving knife.
The president just swears; and orders better weapons for a better peace.
The soldier and her lover stand trial for mutual cunnilingus in the shower.
The nurse thinks: "is this theatre or am I dreaming again?"
The copper rinses the blood from her baton: protect and serve it out.
The radio announcer reads third-hand lies from Downing Street
The child psychiatrist thinks it's good to hear from God.
The mother strikes her daughter for hating the crowded waiting room.
The driver swears at the cyclist for ruining her way of life.
The singer pouts, and points to the wisdom of the terrorist.
The right-wing rich girl hits the remote control and the whole thing goes up.
The waitress leaves her novel on his pillow and gets dressed.
The daughter swears at her father for going shopping.
The alcoholic knows the whole world is her friend.
The artist decides all art is futile, especially her own, or the fourteenth time that day.
The prophet just sits, and cries out her eyes.