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Friday 17 July 2009

White Flower said...: Maravilhoso! Súbtil... Suave e duro. Limpo...
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“i write songs for those who see the face of god in dirt and rust and broken things. for those who love desolation and who make of it ceremony and song. for those who bear memory’s weight and who count the days of their youth in the blinking lights of distant radio towers and deserted intersections. who read in the crumbling names of towns on water towers the dispatches of passing seasons and forgotten heartbeats. for those who in dreams find great and unknowable mystery. who love words that sound upon their lips like secrets and sighs.”

- in Jeff Zentner's MySpace -
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If you weren’t a musician what would you be doing now?
Being miserable and angry that I wasn’t a musician.

For those who haven’t heard of you or your music before what would best describe you and your music?
I try to make my music poetry about beauty in desolate places. About love and dying. I suppose that tells you also what I think about most of the time.; 18 July 2009 at 00:01

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