The VVitch: Folklor i mit I.
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
A crown grows out his head,
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
To nanny queen is wed.
Jump to the fence post,
Running in the stall.
Black Phillip, Black Phillip,
King of all!
Kerala Dust
I’d like to howl to the sound of drums
Fuzija psihodelije, bluesa, rocka, elektronike, pomiješan sa glasom modernog Tom Waitsa uz poetične stihove – recept kojim dobijete britanski bend sa berlinskom adresom Kerala Dust! Ovaj zarazan, zavodljiv i noir underground bend je sve što sam ikad htjela da muzički postoji.
Srijeda 18h!
Jedva čekam!
autor: Mira Ursic, 09/12/2025
Vezane objave
Arhiva
Japanski studeni: Groove II
Pinku jazza, pinku soula, pinku funka, pinku eksperimentalne muzike. Slijedi drugi dio glazbenog japanskog bućkuriša za tjeranje južine iz tijela!…
Oda seriji High Maintenance
“The cruise is about the searching for everything worth-while in existence. I mean, I will appreciate the beauty of a flower, and then, likewise, I will stand exhibitionistic and have the flower appreciate the beauty of me. Well, that’s how I feel about cruisin’ right now. And I would say having a ‘intimate love affair’ with a flower is far more psychotic and riveting then having an ‘intimate love affair’ with some of the banal creatures of the human race. Although, I’d be in to that too!”
