It’s easy to make disgusting, unlistenable records that are just plain weird, but that’s what we do on a good day.
“Mistress mine, in what far land, Where the myrtle bloweth sweet Shall I weary with my way-fare, Win to thee that art as day fair, Lay my roses at thy feet?”
Ezra Pound | “Era Mea”
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