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Morning After Pill (3:37)

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lady-pain wrote:
Friday evening

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Intelligate wrote:
September 2009

cheesy shit

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No1Knopf wrote:
July 2009

I thought of the poem with the line about the smoke being a huge-yellow cat curling around the house. A clownish figure, measuring out his life in coffee-spoons. He said the idea of bondage made him laugh ; conjured up the image of some middle-aged couple thinking they were being a bit risque in trying to spice up their lagging sex-lives with an array of contrived and cliched devices. However with his mothers apron-strings to hand, I can't imaging him saying no. You say you don't feel fully fledged, and then crawl into your mothers womb. You're too scared to agree or disagree or even think about what you want. You say you're scared of feeling trapped, and then lock yourself in your mother's house. *

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No1Knopf wrote:
July 2009

It started in tangled duvet covered in pictures of chubby infants, mixed drinks and the sticky-sweet taste of vomit clinging to my teeth - scene two was a damp smelly room : Marilyn, manga and bondage covered the cracks in the paintwork ; day upon day cocooned in a sheet sneared with sweat and make-up. Three month later trudging through daffodils and dogshit he talked facetiously about having gone full circle. He dragged symbolism out of football matches and nausea. We looked drugged and battered. I felt him force the roles around, making me nurse him as though the emotional betrayal was some-thing I'd done to him. He caught the four-sixteen back home, leaving me standing on the platform with his sweat on my skin and cum in my hair. " Please keep in touch !… ". I couldn't see the point.

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Valentin- wrote:
December 2008

Long time since I've heard this one, great drum-machine-handling!

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hullaboo wrote:
December 2008

erinnert mich so an "Die Wächter der Nacht"

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fak-e wrote:
October 2008

nice narrative!

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lukejonesyes wrote:
August 2008

The guitar melody is genius. The key change towards the end is genius. The spoken-word narrative is genius. The f..... oh forget it, the whole thing is genius.

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Goyaresque wrote:
August 2008

New artist to me here, and I absolutely love them...Emily's voice is just perfect for this imo

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klausimuc wrote:
March 2008

I love them. Great one ...

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xjinglesx wrote:
January 2008

sooo dark :)

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helly_welly wrote:
November 2007

No comments? This is an amazing track.

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