Music recommendations for a hangover day
- James Blast
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original (and better, IMO) or director's cut?
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
~ Peter Steele
Film - I like both versions (not really a directors cut, and it's still rumoured one is on the way), but I haven't seen the original version for years.......James Blast wrote:original (and better, IMO) or director's cut?
Highly recommend -
- James Blast
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Ok, Big invisible Man, and I won't mention The Buhllie Wee, or Clyde for oor foreign visitors, like yew, ya Fud!
honest
honest
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
~ Peter Steele
- Planet Dave
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Now that's what we like to see on Heartland - familiar looking slutty techno-goth-rock babes.canon docre wrote: The slutty girl on the sleeve might even look familiar.
Jess, your true colours are spectacularly revealed.
'What a heavy load Einstein must have had. Morons everywhere.'
You beat me to it James My mother was the only Clyde fan I know so that was the only reason I knew they ever had a heyday - till now that is!James Blast wrote:Ok, Big invisible Man, and I won't mention The Buhllie Wee, or Clyde for oor foreign visitors, like yew, ya Fud!
honest
And as for the other topic, the Director's Cut is far superior.
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Daniel Ash- Foolish Thing Desire
Sinister echoes clutching at straws
Letter boxes screaming
You try to pin *him* to the wall
You end up on the ceiling
Letter boxes screaming
You try to pin *him* to the wall
You end up on the ceiling