canaxis – the boatwoman song
Part one - and it isn't exactly popular music - Czukay pre-dated Eno and Harold Budd, and if those names confound you then your journey is incomplete - Later Czukay gained some memorable notoriety with his band Can -
Nov 20
travelling south
For hours afterward motorists wondered at the deep red stains by the roadside; the local Police had no explanation for the apparent phenomenon, and ambulance officers later confirmed that the red substance that covered large portions of the highway was definitely not spilt blood.
the house at the top of the pass. mrs brown
Mrs. Brown is home, and is watering her roses in the windless heat up there.
And a barefoot youth runs up at her from the road, he is wild eyed and blowing from some massive exertion, his t-shirt is crimson with dried blood
feeney and the cbh.
Feeney couldn’t find his car, then the car door, his car keys, the key that fitted the door, or the hole that fitted the key.
doug, the hopperman
Doug stood up and backhanded him twice to the wall, all splintering glass now, and spilt beer and dumbfounded shock
home and away (with you all ..)
Please, these old men are NAKED ..! This is not a wholesome influence on a series that relies on the significant sexual growth of 12 year-olds - one glimpse of a naked dodderer and make-up goes right into overtime. Think of the kiddies - please!
the harbingers of ruin – lennox head
The little widow that ran the general store in Lennox was only too happy to make us a sandwich, and when she was out in the back kitchen we helped ourselves to this and that from her shelves – and now, after forty-five years, I know that we were the harbingers of the ruin of Lennox Head.
the loading gang
Myth has it that Archie, Head Ganger twenty years ago, deliberately knocked over one of these office maggots with an open side of beef and the exposed rib bones sliced away half of his face.
the hide room
Lightless ponds that rise from time to time and issue a swell of virulent discontent from a deep rupture unmeasured.
the slaughterman
hooded men from the freezer rooms muffled up in layers of rags and old sacking, slaughtermen with their bare forearms and faces crusted with heavy sprays of blood, local toughs wearing scabbards full of razor edged knives.
a small town welcome ~ byron bay 1964
She leaves the café and locks up the front doors, then walks around you and climbs into the car. You notice that she has nice legs, and he is still standing there undecided, so you bleed a little onto the footpath in submission, waiting for him to go away.
See the conquerors step over the grease patch that was once human… Story 1 of 1,133
The child Yukio S survived the titanic waves of radiation that cleansed his neighbourhood after the American bomb swept Hiroshima away.
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