Tuesday, January 17, 2012. This Blog Is Moving! To This New Location. At my new website drewchristie. Saturday, December 10, 2011. President of the Bird Club. Done on an antique album of empty frames given to me by my Godmother. Made the night before the last lunar eclipse until 2014. Sadly, the cloud and fog cover was too thick when I looked this morning. But I could see the faintest of amber glows coming from one sector of the western sky.

Mark Constantine of ECC Records on psych-folk collaboration The Self Preservation Society. Read the post Mark Constantine of ECC Records on psych-folk collaboration The Self Preservation Society.

The incoherent ramblings of Ben Tallamy. Saturday, 4 November 2017. I have lived and I have died. There are things we can no longer do, words which can no longer be said. They may be muttered in private but never spoken aloud. Some things can no longer exist, they can no longer be dreamt or imagined, they are not even ghosts. There are things we can no longer do. There is a joy in kindness, it can transform. It can be triggered by hurt and it can heal. There will be a few ti.

They always sneak up on you. And in the record label discographies shown at the top of the navigation column. Damien Barber, The Demon Barbers.

Iron will of the tormented maiden and stuff. October 18, 2010 by meisterkitty. The Maid Freed From The Gallows Pole. Is another one of those relentlessly morbid tales in folklore. The legend of the accursed maid has translated into some of the most harrowing cases any musician has pleaded for on behalf of a lady in distress. The story has been sung with different twists and turns, and often with a catatonic, fucked-up precision, sort of like the many versions of In The Pines. Or House Of The Rising Sun.