kavin.'s listening history

Aaron Norton's avatar
All about finding it difficult to see an ex-partner move on with life and withy someone new whilst your still coming to terms with the break-up. I watch you while you're seeing him It's born a broken heart To see you laugh as you pull away Ohh…
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Breaking Light's avatar
Mixed a couple of free samples together from Robert Fripp's DGM Live website, added some delayed ebow.
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Another mini-suite, of sorts. Diamond marimba, mazda marimba, bowed gourd iPod apps: NLog synth, Bebot Extremely altered guitar
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Mixed a couple of free samples together from Robert Fripp's DGM Live website, added some delayed ebow.
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James Michael Taylor's avatar
Not much to say about this song. I miss my baby. I miss my baby bad She’s the bestest baby this boy has aver had I miss my baby. I miss my baby real deep I miss her when I’m awake and I miss her when I’ asleep Since my baby left me…
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I got to thinking, after the earthquake in Haiti, about how, for the 200,000 that died, the suffering was over. About how my mother's suffering will be over soon.
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One day as I was turning into my driveway I saw Rita on her porch. She's a lot like me. AL & RITA Capo @2 in C C stepping down to F Al was a smoker. He's dead now, of course Al has Alzheimer's. Alcohol made it worse D stepping down…
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key of C - no capo We listen for years for words to explain ourselves. "I'm good but not THAT good," was such a moment for me. Good enough to stay in the game but never good enough to win. Last night I kissed somebody I kissed somebody…
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Mixed a couple of free samples together from Robert Fripp's DGM Live website, added some delayed ebow.
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James Michael Taylor's avatar
My motto is INWARD THRU THE FOG. One day about a month ago, Laura 'Taylor' Whitfield told me I should, "write that song." Thinking back on a fog-bound night in California, I wrote it. Norman Pilcher, a friend from Texas, and I were headed north…
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