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| yahoooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! |
[Feb. 9th, 2009|12:53 pm] |
THE MICK 47 online NOW!
A feisty little issue - with WHISPERS IN THE SHADOW, MISERYLAB, THE KOFFIN KATS, THE LIMIT CLUB, HEATHER SLATER and ENGINE OF EXCESS. More variety than you might expect and some seriously interesting encounters. I hope you enjoy it.
http://www.mickmercer.com/themick.htm |
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| Barricades |
[Jan. 30th, 2009|06:32 am] |
www.myspace.com/cockatoomusic
If you're a fan of Siouxsie Sioux and The Cure, you'll LOVE Edmonton's Cockatoo. The local goth-rockers, led by the exquisite Robyn Bright, are recording an EP, Mysterium Emporium, with producer Ian Martin (Colleen Brown, Stirling, James T. Kirks). The first song, Barricades, is posted on Cockatoo's MySpace page.
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[Nov. 20th, 2008|01:08 pm] |
Good evening most especially special of the special Ladies and Gentlemen-
a few little whispers in your lovely ears:
we are playing 2 sets tomorrow night upstairs at New City.
We will not have many chances to play before Rod leaves for Thailand so please come warm our hearts with your presence- it will be a gorgeously fun evening!
Also- I am not immune to the desire to brag about this- I'm on the London Burns website listed as a player of their fine guitars (next to Razorlight and Pulp down on the left) which makes me happy!
see! :
http://www.burnsguitars.com/playersreviews.php |
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| from the daily Rumi group this seems to fit for several of us right now! |
[May. 8th, 2008|10:07 am] |
show me your face
i crave
flowers and gardens
open your lips
i crave
the taste of honey
come out from
behind the clouds
i desire a sunny face
your voice echoed
saying "leave me alone"
i wish to hear your voice
again saying "leave me alone"
i swear this city without you
is a prison
i am dying to get out
to roam in deserts and mountains
i am tired of
flimsy friends and
submissive companions
i die to walk with the brave
am blue hearing
nagging voices and meek cries
i desire loud music
drunken parties and
wild dance
one hand holding
a cup of wine
one hand caressing your hair
then dancing in orbital circle
that is what i yearn for
i can sing better than any nightingale
but because of
this city's freaks
i seal my lips
while my heart weeps
yesterday the wisest man
holding a lit lantern
in daylight
was searching around town saying
i am tired of
all these beasts and brutes
i seek
a true human
we have all looked
for one but
no one could be found
they said
yes he replied
but my search is
for the one
who cannot be found
Rumi
-- Translation by Nader Khalil
http://community.livejournal.com/dailyrumi/
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[Apr. 18th, 2008|10:08 am] |
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"with one silent laugh
You tilted the night
and the garden ran with stars"
-Rumi
(beautifully translated by Andrew Harvey)
(Click on picture!)
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| panik attak |
[Apr. 14th, 2008|08:45 pm] |
http://www.myspace.com/panikattak77
On the left is my friend Roman- I've known him since I was 17 and always looked up to him like a big brother. Interestingly enough my bass player Rod lives with Roman so I get to see him fairly often.
He's responsible for me liking the birthday party when he played it to me all those years ago.
I thought it was crazy cool ;-)
Roman's crazy cool so thought I would share ;-)
I love these guys- old skool punk.
Cheers to Roman!
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| testing.... |
[Apr. 8th, 2008|09:25 pm] |
whoops deleted my background!
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| What creeps and crawls beneath all this modern age shine and glass |
[Mar. 10th, 2008|12:58 pm] |
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I Went to out Friday, Spring fever, finally had some pocket money after a time of being utterly broke.
I went to West Edmonton Mall, by my house.
Once there- I meandered but could not think of anything I needed or wanted to buy.
I sat down in the sunlight next to the ship and admired the ladies who adorn Santa Maria.
In a modern shopping centre, these age olde figures peek up through ancient eyes.
It is up to us to see them, or to walk past in a rush.
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| surrendering.... |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|01:42 pm] |
Slowly giving up the fight against this bronchitus- I feel my cold fingers slipping -0h-I can not hold out much longer -this afternoon -sleep ( I hate sleeping it' s a waste of time) and dreams beckon my submission. I know I have fever kissed cheeks-and I can feel her in this ache in my limbs- but I thought I might pretend she did not exist and chase her away-it has worked for a few days- -ignoring her that way- but it did not work in the end-.this mistress of persistence - all the cups of tea in the world do not seem to help ward her off. Perhaps a strong bow would pierce this virus's vixen heart and bid her leave my blood?
I sink beneath the waves into my crumpled silken sheets with a sigh. It really is better to surrender sometimes. |
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| blush! |
[Mar. 5th, 2008|11:17 am] |
I have just had the pleasure of cyber meeting Daevid of Rome Burns and Screaming Banshee Air Crew-'s
Mister Ed
this makes me most happy!!!!
there was new (to me) music right in front of me, overlooked as really I should' ve already known their music better! The good news is that I did not so now I have new discoveries!
What in the world would I do without Mick Mercer? Seriously! |
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[Feb. 29th, 2008|03:59 pm] |
thank you so much for your help your help yesterday - I am doing tunecore as we speak!
and now for silly school-
GIRL CRUSH REDUX!!!!:
sigh I LOVED Suede and Still do it gives me butterflies every time I hear Brett's voice! (on the lower right) :-)
and he's soooooooo handsome still (gush gush!)
:-)
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