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A podcast about music, mostly punk rock and other extreme forms, as well as literature, love, life, art, politics, social commentary, travel, tourism, technology, fashion, and all the things that make life meaningful.
for whose advantage?
I'm not your saviour but I guess I struck a nerve even if I can't stop drinking. For whose advantage is it anyway?
my favourite chords
My favourite chords prevent pre-medicated murder and provide opposites repellent in this snakepit. Everyday is Halloweeen for the kids of Tyne and Weir and us who resist.
The same person
These English rivers lead us to America. I want to be your shirt... but I keep saying 'good morning night'. There is such a thing as a stupid marriage and teaches us that we are not the same person.
You threw a party for me, with all my friends, that I wasn't invited to.
A pint at Devonshire and Crown leads to an emancipation of the mind where we discuss the haves and have nots, it's a catch 23. You f*ck with my head ahead of this 'pre-arraigned' marriage.
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the biggest lie
It's all Religious vomit as they seek to Control everyone and push the Biggest Lie. They all want a Suburban Home and will Deny Everything to push their Candidate. Here's a broadcast from Discomfort Inn.
Government Flu
Adam's Atoms are betrayed as we feel an endless pity for the suffering. Good things come to those who go to work wasted but not to those who are comfortably dumb. Get your vaccinations and beware of the government flu.
International You Day
I, fatty, declare myself okay if somewhat empty... so f**k you. Tell me why you're gone with my wind on international you day.
Orange Rhyming Dictionary
Hip Hop and beer from Belgium often lead to therapy, but the Washington bullets are there to change things. There's no reverence when we are cast away in the black lagoon and just 40 seconds from the sweet avenue.
I cheated with my first love, rock n roll: Salt Lake City blues.
Is happiness merely an Apparition that fails to appear even if we are told that the world is our oyster. I've got one jealous again, again, and so I think of Dylan, an old friend, whilst passing through Salt Lake City, and I hope we will not be strangers forever.