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Favourite intros - what are yours? on 10:28 - Aug 21 by DJR
The Stranglers had some cracking intros, with a combination of guitar, synthesiser and drums.
Talent borrows, genius steals?
In fact you can pick a few Elastica songs and the intros sound like an amalgamation of several Stranglers songs. Or that Wire one that they actually had to admit to.
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Favourite intros - what are yours? on 15:15 - Aug 21 with 1982 views
LONDON. Michaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill.
And this ..
Mother died today. Or, maybe, yesterday; I can't be sure.
Favourite intros - what are yours? on 17:55 - Aug 21 by You_Bloo_Right
I've always liked this ..
LONDON. Michaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill.
And this ..
Mother died today. Or, maybe, yesterday; I can't be sure.
Not an intro but also by Camus.
“Everything I know about morality and the obligations of men, I owe it to football."
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Favourite intros - what are yours? on 18:45 - Aug 21 with 1870 views
Sometimes I think about the frothing lunatics I’ve put on ignore, who will have kept replying to me again and again, but I don’t even realise they exist.
Favourite intros - what are yours? on 17:55 - Aug 21 by You_Bloo_Right
I've always liked this ..
LONDON. Michaelmas Term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln's Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill.
And this ..
Mother died today. Or, maybe, yesterday; I can't be sure.
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