Soft fingertips.
"there's dust on my guitar"
posted by Polysemous at 6:36 AM
Sunday, October 04, 2009
About Me
- Name: Polysemous
Sometimes a neighbour's look, a post-card, a telephone call] will carry you up the shore of another life] and leave you gaping amazed at sudden jungle] a world away from the dolorous desk.] Castaway by Margaret Scott
Previous Posts
- Welcome to the Beggar's Opera.
- Sister Act.
- What a Feis.
- live from my loungeroom
- Christmas Jam
- Rhythmn note.
- Love Songs for Wednesday.
- Yet another new song order.
- Finger picking gooood.
- Jam packed.
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