Jazzy Harpsichord Fandango circa 1740 or so
from Domenico Scarlatti's only known student Padre Soler
The finale gets busy at about 9:05 but it's all pretty ballsy for baroque
I know you can't tell, LOL - but it's in French. Here is the last verse:
In the early morning
the sun unveils obscene wounds
of these sprawling megacities
whose poison and stench
suffocate and rape the souls
that they keep within them
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I'm checking my Hendrix boots. They tend to be excellent. No room for subpar when there's so much awesome. I already found a dud and IIRC that Canadian Club disc's speed is way off. Swingin' Pig are always nothing but the best. Stones, Zappa, Little Feat, Doors & Neil Young are next.
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Yeah, post-anything (post-modern for example) is inherently nihilistic. By rejecting the modern, it looks only to the past. You see this in architecture with the stark difference between Bahaus (modern) and all those monterous post-modern glass and steel sky scrapers that started appearing in the 1980's.Uh, I don't think it matters none too much.
They don't dig western civ....
Nihilists... Weasels and Marmots.Yeah, post-anything (post-modern for example) is inherently nihilistic. By rejecting the modern, it looks only to the past. You see this in architecture with the stark difference between Bahaus (modern) and all those monterous post-modern glass and steel sky scrapers that started appearing in the 1980's.
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