Tiago Loureiro - and then we dreamed of another day
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Tiago Loureiro - and then we dreamed of another day
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Dear Corona - Pigeon Party
Dear Corona (lyrics original by Rapden: Pigeon Party) She, she is a cold girl, brought the whole world down on their knees She, she is a mean girl, trying to rip us all off our means But there's a silver lining, she doesn't know, she doesn't care but we do And there's no point in whining, she doesn't mind, she has no time to what we do So, I've quarantined myself, just to go within, it's the one place she'll never find And I, I've reclaimed myself, to come out clean, it's the one game she'll never win So leave me alone, why don't you go on your own Dear Corona
Leon C and Friends, perform They Call Them Liars
Leon C and Friends, perform They Call Them Liars
A Hum In The Hive - Catch Me A Star
Acoustic Folk / Chill Music - Original song For lyrics you can turn on the Closed Caption buttonCatch me a star That shines Softly in the full moonlight When that shy new moon hides That Star, will surely shine… Bright
Steve Dalachinsky - read new works
Poet/collagist STEVE DALACHINSKY was born in Brooklyn after the last big war and has managed to survive lots of little wars. His book The Final Nite (Ugly Duckling Presse) won the PEN Oakland National Book Award. His most recent books are Fools Gold (2014 feral press), a superintendent’s eyes (revised and expanded 2013/14 – unbearable/autonomedia) and flying home, a collaboration with German visual artist Sig Bang Schmidt (Paris Lit Up Press 2015).
Dear Corona - Pigeon Party
Dear Corona (lyrics original by Rapden: Pigeon Party) She, she is a cold girl, brought the whole world down on their knees She, she is a mean girl, trying to rip us all off our means But there's a silver lining, she doesn't know, she doesn't care but we do And there's no point in whining, she doesn't mind, she has no time to what we do So, I've quarantined myself, just to go within, it's the one place she'll never find And I, I've reclaimed myself, to come out clean, it's the one game she'll never win So leave me alone, why don't you go on your own Dear Corona
Steve Dalachinsky - read new works
Poet/collagist STEVE DALACHINSKY was born in Brooklyn after the last big war and has managed to survive lots of little wars. His book The Final Nite (Ugly Duckling Presse) won the PEN Oakland National Book Award. His most recent books are Fools Gold (2014 feral press), a superintendent’s eyes (revised and expanded 2013/14 – unbearable/autonomedia) and flying home, a collaboration with German visual artist Sig Bang Schmidt (Paris Lit Up Press 2015).