Does exactly what it says on the tin. Some of the nonsense contained herein may be very loosely related to The Sisters of Mercy, but I wouldn't bet your PayPal account on it. In keeping with the internet's general theme nothing written here should be taken as Gospel: over three quarters of it is utter gibberish, and most of the forum's denizens haven't spoken to another human being face-to-face for decades. Don't worry your pretty little heads about it. Above all else, remember this: You don't have to stay forever. I will understand.
seem to recall james describing it to me as mexican folk guitarists playing goth tunes
i wouldnt know as i never got a copy
james said he had a free one for me, but then i got dragged off to dj.
i tried asking the guy doing the rounds with the box full of them for one but he wanted to charge me a fiver. cheeky bastard! i got them the bloody gig
oh well.
it good then?
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What’s the difference between a buffalo and a bison?
allfear wrote:so I not only missed out on playing a top gigs, missed out on seeing JR play Edie and Fuel I missed out on a cd as well #
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BOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO
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I missed a possibility ta ask something reasonable from Mr Ray and I missed the other These Crimson Dreams CD which was handed out.
my first impression of this was "oh,no- country music" but it was worth a second listen and its growing on me .which in all fairness isn't bad -for me to like everything he's ever done would be highly unlikely;and the 4080peru thang might've worked for me in a different situation/head -state/drug-state.
Well I was handsome and I was strong
And I knew the words to every song.
"Did my singing please you?"
"No! The words you sang were wrong!"
eastmidswhizzkid wrote:my first impression of this was "oh,no- country music" but it was worth a second listen and its growing on me .which in all fairness isn't bad -for me to like everything he's ever done would be highly unlikely;and the 4080peru thang might've worked for me in a different situation/head -state/drug-state.
Aye, it's definitely more of a splif thing rather than a whizz thing, or so I'm told
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
