A Musical Interlude

Thought I’d collect some of my favourites from the Spotify playlists I’ve posted on Twitter over the past couple of months.

Heart So Small: Won’t you shut the door and put the oil lamp on the floor?

The Sun Is A Cunt: A cutthroat with a switchblade knife.

The Sun Is Ace: Well, he’s just an excitable boy.

Stop! – I never liked George Michael much.

Whut? – If I had the chance, I’d never let you go.

Stuffage. Exit Johnny Clarke.

Stonehenge – Everything’s so quiet. No-one’s seen or heard a thing.

Whoops – I’d crawl into your box, breathing like a fox.

Somethere. Hatred is wasted.

Hey: There’s a popular misconception says we haven’t seen anything yet.

Yup Yup: Through the dust and the gasoline.

Meep: At least that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

Arf: I don’t need a TV screen, I just stick the aerial into my skin.

Stanlow: The stench and the sounds. A Soundtrack.

Ouchie: I left them motherless, fatherless.

Slow Release Of Heat: This is where it all ends. A soundtrack.

Yes, My Heart Stood Still: All the stars were shining bright.

Wig/Bewig/Wigged: The news today will be the movies for tomorrow.