Citrus Wagons
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‘Ticking away the moments that make up a dramatic day’‘Scarlet Floyd’ This is the Day The The sang, and by goody goody gum drops wasn’t it. By ecky-thump if I haven’t had a shower, I had, its spring doesn’t we know and shorts have sprung forth beige legs attached to laced up flip-flops. Life is […]
‘‘Size of el-flea-ant’‘Caribbean nights’ Climbing trees looking for fleas, grazed knees, where are the fleas, blown in the breeze, gone fleas Flead was written and performed by Flea and The Tijuana Brass I thought that would be a good opening gambit as I stood in the kitchen making a turkey and ham salad sandwich. Now […]
‘‘I say madness is too pure like mother sky’‘Can and not I can I can’t aka Tubbs League of Gentlemen’’ Get out and walk. Yep, that’s the way. A good clean walk will clear the airways, yes that’s it. De-fuddle the discombobulated spiders’ legs of confusion, quell the mass goings-on. Free the mind. Stretch the […]
‘Would you love me through the winter? Would you love me ’til I’m dead?‘Nick ‘Charlie’ Drake not a duck’ To play a musical instrument at the click of the fingers I would probably play the click of the fingers. Many a snappy tune played on them. I can’t be trusted with the guitar, I tend […]
‘The cucumber uprising’‘The People’ Back out of the way future, we’re coming through. As long as the bus is on time that is. That is. It is. Isn’t it. It is. Cars have been our driving force since Gary Numan first invented them in 18 O’Axle (Rose) to the differential – about a millimeter sir. […]
‘Does a lot of work for charity, doesn’t like to talk about it’‘Primmy being nicey’ Been in the country 5 minutes and had three jobs. Is that a good or bad thing? Someone will always tell you either or either. Fish was a good one, liked that. Hooked, but I had to let it go. […]
‘And so tunnels made of sand, slip in the sea eventually‘Jimi X’ A preamble to far out unnecessariness is unnecessary this week. For it has been-a-hectic, man, yer dig. H-e-c-t-i-c. No time to preamble here. Perambulation is off, fini, gawn. I’ve been generating… erm, heat? No, Power? No. Chaos? Probably. Fury? Yes. Hot damn, razzle-frazzle […]
‘Time time time, see what’s become of me’‘Simon Art Gart and funkal anyone else’ Too much time on your hands is the Devil’s brew, maybe a blessing, I don’t know. I’ve only changed my mind a zillion times to this intro already. Right now, as I sit and think, I’m listening to my new Soundcloud […]
‘Bomp, bomp, bomp, bomp, bompI feel feet’‘Cream’ The Brief; You have from the time it takes to get from there to here to do this – yer dig? As much as I’d love to dig into the fantastical super exciting adventures uncurled from a magical week of derring do’s, it is with deep pangs of […]
‘Found myself in a strange townThough I’ve only been here for nine and half months now’‘The Jam’ Let’s begin where we left off last week, funny expression that, somehow doesn’t sound right now, almost as if we leapt off last week, which is a completely different Geronimo-esque gambit. Must be the sugar rush bubbling […]
