Month: January 2009
If you’re looking for my samples folder, it’s here.
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Found in a notebook
In moments of solitude, my mind, once far-ranging, now only homes in on one phrase; “mi amo”. I don’t speak Italian or any of the Romance languages, save Latin, so I don’t know what it means, but I’ve a feeling that my hindbrain /thinks/ it knows what it means; “my love”. I mumble it to…
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McGoohan, McGoohan, McGone.
Just remembered that Patrick McGoohan died yesterday. Farewell childhood hero, our rebel without reason (but not without a cause), now you’re Number Zero. I’m currently listening to “I Helped Patrick McGoohan Escape” by The Times. S’alright.
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