Scottish Traditions of Halloween: The Extremis Publishing Podcast
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Author Robert Murray drops in for a spirited discussion about the history of Halloween, and the various ways in which Scottish culture - and a certain poet named Robert Burns - helped to shape the modern day customs which surround the season. This podcast is Copyright © Extremis Publishing Ltd., all rights reserved.
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Paradise Eyes - Chemistry Set
Terry Kennedy: Lead Vocals & Chords, Lyrics. Steve Mecca: Bass & all FX & Sequences, Lyrics.This version is from an analog tape recorded on TEAC 4-track and features Henry Ptak playing synth solo and backing chords. In Spring 2025, tape was imported into ProTools and mixed by Terry, mastered at Symphonic.
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Steve Dalachinsky Poems for and by Tuli Kupferberg
As Tuli had neither surgery nor autopsy at the time of his death it's hard to understand the "butchers" symbolism here. Tuli called this kind of impressionist poetry "word salad." Bowery Poetry Club NYC July 13, 2011Uploaded on Jul 23, 2011
Tessa Violet - Haze
I just released a new single Bad Ideas. check out the music video here ? https://youtu.be/eNtK6jx9y4A Haze on Spotify http://spoti.fi/2dhAQaB Physical copies + merch: http://bit.ly/2d0UkG2 Follow me on twitter @meekakitty Music & Lyrics written by Tessa Violet @TessaViolet Produced, recorded & mixed by Seth Earnest @SethEarnest Mastered by Nathan Dantzler at The Hit Lab - Nashville, TN Video cinematography by Sean OHalloran @ohall_no lyrics: I used to be overwhelmed by every little thing torn apart unraveled at the seams I think it rooted in the way I breathe and I get drunk on a boy who asks me if I'm up tells me he can't understand his luck to know me to love me to hold me show up I'll be your empathetic savior call me up I'll meet you later You can praise me for the way I always know just what to say I'll carve into your ribs and leave you crying for a kiss just for kicks cause nothing satiates me and I don't think that I hate me but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine nothing overtakes me and I think I'm going crazy but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine I met a boy who never knew the taste of haze to him the whole world is a stage while I am fifty shades of beige sometimes I think is this the way I'm supposed to be was I just build differently or is there something wrong with me cause there's a circuit in my chest unconnected from the rest in my mind and it's the spot where my words are getting caught and I try to walk it off but my brain is filled with fog disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts
Paradise Eyes - Chemistry Set
Terry Kennedy: Lead Vocals & Chords, Lyrics. Steve Mecca: Bass & all FX & Sequences, Lyrics.This version is from an analog tape recorded on TEAC 4-track and features Henry Ptak playing synth solo and backing chords. In Spring 2025, tape was imported into ProTools and mixed by Terry, mastered at Symphonic.
Tessa Violet - Haze
I just released a new single Bad Ideas. check out the music video here ? https://youtu.be/eNtK6jx9y4A Haze on Spotify http://spoti.fi/2dhAQaB Physical copies + merch: http://bit.ly/2d0UkG2 Follow me on twitter @meekakitty Music & Lyrics written by Tessa Violet @TessaViolet Produced, recorded & mixed by Seth Earnest @SethEarnest Mastered by Nathan Dantzler at The Hit Lab - Nashville, TN Video cinematography by Sean OHalloran @ohall_no lyrics: I used to be overwhelmed by every little thing torn apart unraveled at the seams I think it rooted in the way I breathe and I get drunk on a boy who asks me if I'm up tells me he can't understand his luck to know me to love me to hold me show up I'll be your empathetic savior call me up I'll meet you later You can praise me for the way I always know just what to say I'll carve into your ribs and leave you crying for a kiss just for kicks cause nothing satiates me and I don't think that I hate me but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine nothing overtakes me and I think I'm going crazy but bad or good seems nothing could take away this tasteless haze of mine I met a boy who never knew the taste of haze to him the whole world is a stage while I am fifty shades of beige sometimes I think is this the way I'm supposed to be was I just build differently or is there something wrong with me cause there's a circuit in my chest unconnected from the rest in my mind and it's the spot where my words are getting caught and I try to walk it off but my brain is filled with fog disconnecting my mouth from my thoughts