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But O’dee, I must tell thee
I’m a little scared of thee
Coz O’dee, when you come to me
You’re stealing my heart
From me
And you said…
You say you got no choice, you like my face you like my voice, O’dee…

john & jehn – o’dee


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I couldn’t find quiet
I went out in the rain
I was just soakin’ my head to unrattle my brain
Somebody said you disappeared in a crowd
I didn’t understand then
I don’t understand now

Am I the one you think about when you’re sitting in your faintin’ chair drinking pink rabbits?
Am I the one you think about when you’re sitting in your faintin’ chair drinking pink rabbits?

pink rabbits – the national


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Old Saint John on death row, he’s just waiting
for a pardon
Old Saint John on death row, he’s just waiting
for a pardon
All us boys on death row, we just waiting
for a pardon
All us boys on death row…

…boy are we just a-waiting.

Need to use better paper with all this inkage going on.
Although, it still made it through.

You live, I learn.

saint john – the cold war kids

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Chills, thrills and piano frills.


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…been doing a lot of thumbnails the last couple of days; ten or so pages worth of thumbnails. And now I need to put them together and start on the actual pages. Let’s see…

In the meantime, The light in the atrium of the British Museum was amazing today, and this turned into a splash page.

science / visions – chvrches


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that’s a funky song.

…and it reminded Ioanna of a picture of her mom from back in the 70s.


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My bodyguard shows her revolver to anyone who asks
And yeah, she comes to attention when you come up to me too fast
For a little while you’ll be here, the only good part of me
For a little while you’ll be here

So lit up, lit up, lit up, alright
I try to untie Manhattan
Lit up, lit up, lit up, alright
I try to untie

lit up – the national


yiorgia

From the mountains.
I got one friend left from the mountains.
Not Yorgia.
She was also on the mountains though.


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…she only dances for one night each year.


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To treasure gold is fun
Brother, drop your bag at once
From the air to the people
A mass to take you on
From the clock to the past
A future that I own

I’m coming back mates.
if you wait.

…think you can wait?


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