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The Phenomenology of Love, Or, An Ode to a Night Star
Posted: March 8th, 2007, 8:38 pm
by e_dog
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Posted: March 9th, 2007, 3:29 am
by e_dog
jack kerouac stole my baby
damn that boy got rhymes
demand better
demand mothers
jack kerouac had my baby
alleviate this solitude
with your first
fist
jack kerouac ate my baby
damn that boy got probs
demand others
demand butter
jack kerouac is my baby
my baby
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kerouac
Rhythm Hacks
Posted: March 11th, 2007, 3:06 pm
by Jenni Mansfield Peal
The rhythm hacks in my head ("hacks" is a term of endearment - the boys are made of granite) found these pieces delirious! They set up a buffet and drew a drum circle. It will probably go on for hours!
Rhythm Hacks
Posted: March 11th, 2007, 3:06 pm
by Jenni Mansfield Peal
The rhythm hacks in my head ("hacks" is a term of endearment - the boys are made of granite) found these pieces delirious! They set up a buffet and drew a drum circle. It will probably go on for hours!
You see! It's maddening!
Posted: March 11th, 2007, 3:08 pm
by Jenni Mansfield Peal
Shuffle onward, JMP