rogets
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Post by rogets on Jul 11, 2006 19:36:36 GMT -5
Hey halo! I guess we're the early birds.
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MG
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Post by MG on Jul 11, 2006 19:47:26 GMT -5
and what is the vintage for this evening's pursuits?
it is good to be back here...and with all of you!
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Post by hipster on Jul 11, 2006 19:54:55 GMT -5
good evening everyone, so happy to be here with all of you!
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Post by thedopplereffect on Jul 11, 2006 19:57:51 GMT -5
the doppler effect (& ms. effect) are checking in...very excited about tonight's events!
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Post by sinhipster on Jul 11, 2006 19:58:47 GMT -5
hello eveyone
this has the promise of being a special evening
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Post by hipster on Jul 11, 2006 19:59:04 GMT -5
peace and love to dopp and the ms. effect!
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malo
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Post by malo on Jul 11, 2006 20:00:15 GMT -5
Hello to everyone!
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Post by thedopplereffect on Jul 11, 2006 20:05:04 GMT -5
hello to all...malo this is a great suprise to have you here...lights are dim, cd is ready...
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rogets
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Post by rogets on Jul 11, 2006 20:06:50 GMT -5
lights & iPod ready
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malo
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Post by malo on Jul 11, 2006 20:07:21 GMT -5
We are in bed, here with the lights only from the computer.
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Post by hipster on Jul 11, 2006 20:07:59 GMT -5
malo - that is beautiful
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Post by thedopplereffect on Jul 11, 2006 20:08:11 GMT -5
we're in the den with a single candle flickering
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Post by sinhipster on Jul 11, 2006 20:09:42 GMT -5
hi malo - glad you could make it!
and the dopps
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Post by hipster on Jul 11, 2006 20:10:21 GMT -5
reminds me of a funeral, so soft and stark. sad and whispering. lost.
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MG
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Post by MG on Jul 11, 2006 20:10:42 GMT -5
...i’m clearly underwater at the opening of one day i was gone. the drums remind me of the sit-sit-sit-sit of a timex ticking time…but water has filled my ears and sound is muffled and disjointed.
that terrifying inhalation…vaults me to the surface and i’m adrift…the cello, violin viola cradle me in the crests and troughs of the waves.
such a longing…
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