A confused stile, and a disturbed method, is fittest to discourse of our miserie.
Dedicated to Echidne.
Awww. I love that one. Now I will listen to it like ten times in a row to figure what her voice tastes like.
She's pretty much my favorite singer of that era. This clip doesn't really do her justice, though.
Speaking of music, some will be coming your way soon (I need to provide a nice list with the DVD I burned last night). :-)
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