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“I don’t write pieces to order or with anything much in mind

and once instigated a house-to-house search to destroy all copies of his record “Yes/No” due to its politically subversive lyrics

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and the ultimate exaltation of life through death is realized

” “Fox Hunting On The Weekend

BRANNTEN SCHNÜRE - Geträumt Hab Ich Vom Martinszug LP Postpunk “I don’t write pieces toCoke Bottle Green Transparent Vinyl. Dich lieb ich, Erde! trauerst du doch mit mir! Und unsre Trauer wandelt wie Kinderschmerz In Schlummer sich und wie die Winde Flattern und flstern im Saitenspiele The third stanza of Friedrich Hlderlins poem Dem sonnengott evokes a narrator who is tortured by Spleen until slumber makes his childlike gloom disappear with music. Although todays readers might judge these nineteenth century musings of the Imagination