November always seemed to me the Norway of the year. All the other months were in the tropics. November was the Arctic witner, frozen, bleak and black.
November always seemed to me the Norway of the year. All the other months were in the tropics. November was the Arctic witner, frozen, bleak and black.
Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer. So I began sleeping less to give her the time she needed.
Lo-Fi Tigers
Lo-Fi Tigers & nrg
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George Munro
