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James Blast wrote:the original line-up of Suede wrote and recordrd some ace tunes Lee, check out
they were one of those bands like EATB and Mansun that released a string of great singles, with even better b-sides
BTW, The Hawk has taken wings, comrade
's true, they were pretty nifty before Bernard buggered off and it all went a bit s**t.
^ That's also one of my favourite album covers
Edit: language filter won't let me type sh1tshaped
"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
James Blast wrote:as much as I adore early Suede, I think they'd be a strange bedfellow for this new IGMâ„¢
Brett and Andrew would have a blast comparing all sorts of pharmaceuticals and their uses methinks.
Think Animal Nitrate followed by Amphetamine Logic, mmmm.....
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"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
sadly The Tears are not doing it for me either, no offence meant to the great and goodly jansenclone, or Hubby as I know like to think of him, soonish
in-joke, sorry
"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
