Unknown Pleasures: The Art Of The Hidden Record
“You have to listen to the notes she’s not playing,” urged Lisa Simpson, rebutting a man who doesn’t get jazz violin. “Pssshhhh,” he sniffed, “I can do that at home.” Have you had a convo like this? Which side were you on? In fairness, ‘challenging’ music is defined by enjoyment. Whether you’re into any number of Johns, Cale or Dillinger, may suggest a litmus for something that is too abstract ...
Love And Lies
Love and lies intertwine to form a deadly union.The secrets within your heart will one day escape while you are talking in your sleep.Like whispers on the wind, your words will then take flight.So prepare for Karma to visit you like the Grim Reaper in the night.Copyright © 2022 Maggie WatsonAll Rights Reserved
Unknown Pleasures: The Art Of The Secret Record
It turns our Earl Sweatshirt has created a secret album and to date, no-one has found this record...
Breadcrumbs for Breakfast
My hands form with multigrain your many faces,it’s lips rehearse the things you say.An egg fries below, the burner procrastinates it's task and the past will repeat itself turn it downturn it down . . ….Your eyeslight with Neptuneabsolved in blue,they lead to nowhere…Yetwere they ...
Whispers of Sardonic Shadows
In whispered corners, secrets loom,Their whispers hum like impending doom.Within the heart, they quietly jest,A sarcastic smirk, a cynical quest.
Like clowns in a circus, they parade,Their allure a joke, a charade.Their power wanes in the light of day,A farce we play, a comedy's sway.
In quiet murmur, they mock and tease,A punchline lost in the breeze.Their burden light, a cosmic jest,A joke ...