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Monday, May 24, 2010

Delirious Insomniac: La peur de nommer les choses





Comus - Diana
Kak - Bryte 'N Clear Day
Kalacakra - Deja Vu
L. Voag - Your Own Hair - Your Own Chance
La Société Des Timides À La Parade Des Oiseaux - The Sounds Of The City Seem Not To Disappear
KuKL - Aegean (Vials of Wrath)

Kronos Quartet - Nomatophobis (Live April 3, 2008)
Gary Wilson - You Keep On Looking
Madame P & The Afeman - More Fool Me
The Collection of The Late Howell Bend - Pheasants Be Forewarned


The Vegetable Orchestra - Noiz
The Utica Club Natural Carbonation Band - The Utica Club Natural Carbonation Band Beer Drinking Song
Travis - Flowers in The Window
The Reynettes - Kowloon Hong Kong
The Thunderinas - Ballad of Ricky D.
Cobra Killer - Transilvania Executiva in D-Minor
The Residents - Theme For An American TV Show
Wendy Carlos - TRON The Light Cycles

Sand - Sarah Pts 1 and 2
Glod - Breath of Fire
Zos Kia + Coil - Baptism of Fire
Cromagnon - Caledonia
Factrix - Night To Forget

Human Flesh & Viscera - ...In Your Life Full of Screams
Horrific Child - Frayeur
damno te - Hero The Inventor
Glenn Kotche - Reductions or Limitations
Be Persecuted - Suicide Forest

Salvador Dali / Ivor Wahevitchk - Track 5 / Side 5 of Etre Dieu
Holger Hiller & Andreas Dorau - Guten Morgen Hosen
Phillip Glass - Subject: Lynnette Fromme
Seth Nehil & Olivia Block - Into
Syphilis Sauna - Erebrus Empty Son of Discord
Silver Apples - A Pox On You
T. Rex - Mambo Sun

Dimension X - Mars Is Heaven, July 7th, 1950


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lust cries running with his eyes the white-clad figure fleeting
Mud burns his eyes but desire burns his mind
Fear in her eyes as the forest grins through the steaming woodlands
Lust now his destroyed with emnity disarmed

The dim light she comes peering through the forest pines
And she knows by the sound of the baying, by the baying of the hounds
Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs

Diana Diana kick your feet up
Lust bears his teeth and whines
For he's picked up the scent of virtue
And he knows the panic signs