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Thursday, 7 April 2011

sungirl said...: Sweet voice, she reminds me of something from long ago...perhaps the McGarrigle sisters?; 7 April 2011 at 22:55
White Flower said...: Muito bom!
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Annabeth McNamara only recently discovered the existence of music scenes. A desert college drop-out, she ditched her possessions, hitched to Mexico with a band of vagabonds, accidentally became a jail-bird for a too-hot second and cycled the Pacific Coast, all in pursuit of a meaningful existence. She was about to call it quits when she stumbled into a kindly folk musician. That night, at her first-ever house show, she found herself staring into a banjo and had the hugest deja vu of her life. The banjo is the key-shaped key to her destiny.
Annabeth’s music is a means to lead listeners over and over off and away from the maze of the intellect and back to the wilds of the human heart.

- in What a mess ! Records -; 7 April 2011 at 23:38
augusta said...: obrigada, Fly, por fazeres de mim uma pessoa mais rica!; 8 April 2011 at 00:15
augusta said...: adoro estas harmonias/melodias

um beijo

;); 8 April 2011 at 00:16
Fly said...: Augusta:

:) / Bj*; 8 April 2011 at 00:29

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