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This is turning into a damn episode of starsky and hutch.
No worse.
It`s reading like a 12 year olds text message.
Am I...
is this Blackou...
WTF is going on in here?
Solitary by nature.
Isolation is the gift.
Does anyone have courage to stand apart any more?
myspace.com/dirtybassgrooves
http://www.myspace.com/dirtybassvoidloss
http://www.subgenius.com
no tengo memoria de decirte que eres un nigga ;)
pero si si, claro que sera broma. lo se que eres latinito y no negrito
from what i can make out :
i dont remember having a tango with your ears my nigga
yes yes you did and with clare in brum.. you know her? the one who likes kissing latinos and niggaz..
i could be wrong though :ohdear:
First week in London and first gig. Bouncer stabbed within twenty minutes of getting there. Three bouncers holed up in the toilets and about ten divies turn up. I don't miss nth London.
heheh, good thread...
theres been loads, but the ones that spring to mind immediately:
water trickling steadily onto me and the decks at a squat party years ago... in the end we all had to move the whole scaffold setup forwards a few feet, later i went upstairs and realised that the room everyone had been using as a toilet was right above where the decks had been ... euurgh
A few months ago was playing a set and suddenly shouted out in pain and almost fell over as my ankle was mauled by ...... yes... a rottweiler!
So. Behind their eyes the hope in them was sickening, and in many, dead. They lived from event to event with a subtle terror of the gap between, filling up their lives with distractions to avoid the emptiness where curiosity should have been, and breathing a gasp of relief when the children passed the point of asking questions about what life was for.
i was kidding dude :)
So. Behind their eyes the hope in them was sickening, and in many, dead. They lived from event to event with a subtle terror of the gap between, filling up their lives with distractions to avoid the emptiness where curiosity should have been, and breathing a gasp of relief when the children passed the point of asking questions about what life was for.
Solitary by nature.
Isolation is the gift.
Does anyone have courage to stand apart any more?
myspace.com/dirtybassgrooves
http://www.myspace.com/dirtybassvoidloss
http://www.subgenius.com