Review: Sangre de Muérdago – O Xardín
Soak in the morning sun—today is a new day.
Soak in the morning sun—today is a new day.
In fair Trieste where we lay our scene, from ancient playwright break to new concept album, where Italian blood makes Italian hands play metal.
Respect your elders!
You never may know in the preterite all perhaps that you would not believe that you ever even saw to be about to. Perhaps.
See you, space cowboy.
Do our differences make us beautiful?
Thought : Dream :: Chamber : Theater
Seems a bit presumptuous to start writing your own legacy for only your second album, but what do I know?
Time is a plague, there’s no time in this place.
Perhaps the best Converse advertisement I’ve ever seen.