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"Do Something" was one of those that Patrizia and I sang at the top of our lungs in her yellow Deux Chevaux. "When every day smelled of adventure and I drank pure joy, because you guy even if you were totally crazy, you were real, you were alive..."
"Do Something" was one of those that Patrizia and I sang at the top of our lungs in her yellow Deux Chevaux.
"When every day smelled of adventure and I drank pure joy, because you guy even if you were totally crazy, you were real, you were alive..."
Dive into Mina’s heartfelt world—listen to 'Fa Qualcosa' and experience the timeless beauty of Italian music today!
"Marc Bolan had (or pretended to have) an almost supernatural innocence and was endowed with the incredible ability to completely embody every little creation of his imagination." "'Children of the Revolution' has an imperious yet somehow trembling riff... it is one of those songs that work quite well when you’re feeling like crap."
"Marc Bolan had (or pretended to have) an almost supernatural innocence and was endowed with the incredible ability to completely embody every little creation of his imagination."
"'Children of the Revolution' has an imperious yet somehow trembling riff... it is one of those songs that work quite well when you’re feeling like crap."
Dive into the cosmic world of T. Rex and rediscover the enchanting glow of Children of the Revolution!
In 'I know where Syd Barrett Lives' there's the most beautiful tribute to Syd I've ever heard. 'How can you not love Daniel Treacy, King Arthur with a pint of beer in hand?'
In 'I know where Syd Barrett Lives' there's the most beautiful tribute to Syd I've ever heard.
'How can you not love Daniel Treacy, King Arthur with a pint of beer in hand?'
Dive into Television Personalities' debut for a unique blend of heartfelt psychedelic pop and quirky post-punk charm!
To convey the madness of love, you need to touch the ridiculous and perhaps even surpass it. That sugary and senseless muddle sung with a glass voice seemed to me to be the most beautiful song in the world.
To convey the madness of love, you need to touch the ridiculous and perhaps even surpass it.
That sugary and senseless muddle sung with a glass voice seemed to me to be the most beautiful song in the world.
Experience the enchanting charm of Kate Bush's 'Wuthering Heights'—listen now and discover a timeless classic!
"The greatest living Englishman... a freaking magic lantern and an alternation of nineteenth-century postcards and Ray Davies-style theater." "The result is a delightful lump-free cream served on a well-set Sunday table. Stuff us Cleaners fans aren’t really used to."
"The greatest living Englishman... a freaking magic lantern and an alternation of nineteenth-century postcards and Ray Davies-style theater."
"The result is a delightful lump-free cream served on a well-set Sunday table. Stuff us Cleaners fans aren’t really used to."
Explore Martin Newell’s enchanting pop classic and experience a timeless English musical journey today!
If the result isn’t perfect, all the better. A crystalline dream with a hint of anonymity, just a bit below the perceptual threshold.
If the result isn’t perfect, all the better.
A crystalline dream with a hint of anonymity, just a bit below the perceptual threshold.
Dive into the enchanting world of The Brotherhood of Lizards—listen to 'Lizardland - The Complete Works' and experience lo-fi psychedelia at its finest!
"Martin Newell, genius of underground pop and honorary member of the magical club of great English eccentrics." "He has protected his music from external fires, keeping it light, quirky, and wonderfully personal."
"Martin Newell, genius of underground pop and honorary member of the magical club of great English eccentrics."
"He has protected his music from external fires, keeping it light, quirky, and wonderfully personal."
Explore the whimsical world of Cleaners From Venus and experience the timeless charm of 'Living With Victoria Grey' today!
Randy was a madman, half Belushi, half Ian Dury. A sort of fat, totally drugged-out clown. A remarkable illusionist of the real, essentially a first-class bullshitter. Dirty, nasty, mocking voice... crooked and groovy sound. Punk that becomes strange and, to be even stranger, becomes funk.
Randy was a madman, half Belushi, half Ian Dury. A sort of fat, totally drugged-out clown. A remarkable illusionist of the real, essentially a first-class bullshitter.
Dirty, nasty, mocking voice... crooked and groovy sound. Punk that becomes strange and, to be even stranger, becomes funk.
Explore the wild world of Black Randy & the Metrosquad and experience this iconic post-punk funk classic now!
Every track coming from that little shop is indeed a magical continuous flow, a perfect unit of sound that blends with relaxed lightness in a swarm of luminous trails and pure flames. A sense of wonder that becomes music, the sound of a star flying away at the end of the wall, the spider web crusted with drops of dew... pots and pans, combs and notebooks, banjos and garden gnomes are our shields against the demons of gray rock.
Every track coming from that little shop is indeed a magical continuous flow, a perfect unit of sound that blends with relaxed lightness in a swarm of luminous trails and pure flames.
A sense of wonder that becomes music, the sound of a star flying away at the end of the wall, the spider web crusted with drops of dew... pots and pans, combs and notebooks, banjos and garden gnomes are our shields against the demons of gray rock.
Dive into the enchanting folk-pop world of Soft Hearted Scientists—listen now and experience a magical musical journey!
You enter through the door, of course, but you are immediately swept away by an old-time drawing on a cookie box that smells of cellar and spring. But the beauty is that everything is just a little off-key, which is stuff for us acid folk kids.
You enter through the door, of course, but you are immediately swept away by an old-time drawing on a cookie box that smells of cellar and spring.
But the beauty is that everything is just a little off-key, which is stuff for us acid folk kids.
Dive into Bibio's 'Vignetting the Compost' and experience a poetic folk journey filled with charming off-key melodies and sensory delights.
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