Beastie Boys at their awesome best [embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6xsKsJqVyg[/embedyt]
IIIIIII…can’t stand it !
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Gold nugget!
The Gun Club means a lot to me. I share intimacy with their poetry with my dear Miss S. Here 1984 line-up: Jeffrey, Kid Congo, Patricia Morrison, Peter Kablean. My Dreams [embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R6Irfwwcz-0[/embedyt]
Always I wish to be elsewhere…
[audio flac="https://www.panhuys.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/10/Toujours être ailleurs.flac"][/audio] This is soundtrack of my life. I feel I have to go from here....I miss South China Sea shores...these days.
Ma jeunesse s’enfuit
If only memories could fade away... [embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNC048fUqxg[/embedyt]
I did you no Wrong
[audio flac="https://www.panhuys.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/08/The-Gun-club-The-Light-of-the-World.flac" preload="auto"][/audio] 'I thought I heard you saying Thought you said you missed me But you were only history -or?- But you only hissed me
It’s not as Wicked as it Seems (The Guardian Advert 1986)
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No Faith in Europe, no more
J'aurais pu illustrer ce billet d'humeur d'une photo toute jaune ou toute rouge, Ce n'est en fait qu'une question régionale. Il n'en demeure pas moins que la colère gronde en Europe de l'Ouest, la crise du COVID-19 mettant en évidence l'incompétence pour le
New York’s Calling!
No words are strong enough to express Outrage and Rage just watching jeopardy our friends in US are left in... [embedyt] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ny6hwUOFvlw[/embedyt]
I hate Christmas
Seasons Holidays has always been time of sadness for me. One more year I will pass this period alone with no taste for celebration. I took me years of introspection to understand reasons for 'Seasons Grievings'.. You called me 'Boomer', the boom is
‘L’Homme et la Mer’
When winter comes, I always feel missing Noordzee. Is it childhood or something else? I saw many seas and oceans, this one is strorming in my heart.; so close to verses of Charles Baudelaire with whom I share so many feelings. Here from Les Fleurs du mal (Fl