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Music, Ireland. Grey, name. My name. A step ladder. This house was built in a bog. Music is the window. I fell off a step ladder.
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Thursday, June 02, 2005Music. Voices.
My interview with a seagull.
Seagull: No one really expected me to win Wimbledon. I didn't really expect to win myself. Sorry, that's my interview with a tennis player. I don't know who it was - I thought it was a seagull. Who did this, why don't I, Hoodini, where am I? I fell out of a car, I'm Hoodini. Hooray! Boo, I'm not Hoodini. I'm (scratch scratch, boom boom) where am I? You might wonder why I'm interviewing tennis players when I'm supposed to be writing about music, but I did think it was a seagull. Music. Man. Iarla o Lionaird. Lyrics in Irish, probably not about an otter pretending to be impressed by a fridge, but with a voice like that he could sing about a robin falling off a van and get away with it. Other Man: Emmett Tinley. Album: Attic Faith. He could also sing about a robin falling off a van, but he doesn't. More on Iarla o Lionaird: www.mp3.com/iarla-olionaird/artists/245716/summary.html Emmet Tinley: http://www.emmett-tinley.com/ posted by Grey # 5:41 AM
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