Welcome to the attic of my mind. Mind the stairs, click the light on and have a rummage around my thoughts on writing, the art of everything second-hand, the natural world, music . . . just about everything. Probably not much about sport.
Saturday, 12 January 2013
Music — save my life.
Mark has a t-shirt with this written on it. So true sometimes.
Just finished doing some very repellant jobs and needed a fix of some some dance music.
This is a favourite Fat Boy Slim track, featuring the hyper-talented Mr Walken gracing the vestibule and corridors of a glossy hotel.
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