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Grievance
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ClairE
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I think Tina was listening to her the other day. what_music_are_you_listening_to?
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Annie111
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Ha, My_Invitation is an awesome song. I didn't know anyone else knew she existed.
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ClairE
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I feel left_out.
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*pats of belonging to ClairE* I like eliot, and angel, and the radiohead cover. but, they're all good. she's awe_ i only have one complaint: her lyrics could be a little better. some of them are awe_, but not all.
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As soon as I get my new_computer, I'll go look for it! Thanks, Grievance!
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no reason
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from night bugs "i met them all in corridors, every one. the cords of their gazes took root in my mind's ever-thickening manuscript. i knew they once belonged to that familiar circus. i could see it in their faces. in such an orchestra, it is full-time membership. they rise quietly like a chorus of crickets. they drag out their horns and shine the bells up with spit. they wipe off the train smoke and soot from the mines, preparing their bows with rough hands. this is no minuet! this is dangerous dancing! this is a xylophone, a timpani, a duty to paint Forever! "to play is to wake," he says, with a wink. everywhere, Destiny constantly unfolding, and yet i still only notice her in a ball gown and make-up. why must it take a black-tie affair? nevertheless, don't paint me as i am. paint me as an ancient, paint me as my mind sees, as history's patient eruption. paint me with them, these figments, these preposterous players of lost arts. i hope we are always ridiculous with hope. may you weep into your bottle for me or for joy or for both. long sing the night bugs, the truth-tellers." i still can't believe i only heard of her for the first time two weeks ago.
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i_love_you. will you marry me?
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030704
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no reason
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or just let me step into your painting just a taste and i'll be ridiculous with hope forever and ever
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030704
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i'm spreading love like a terrorist now
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"Five years ago I thought things were bad but they couldn't get much worse," Slean smiles. "But something's gonna happen, it's gonna be something major, and I really feel that it's going to be artists and people that love art and care about art are going to facilitate that change." "Maybe that's idealistic," she concludes. "But idealism is the only thing in the world that's ever saved anyone." god, i fucking love her.
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amazing in concert
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i wonder if whoever said that saw her in toronto last night. and i concur. and she's such a nutter.
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it's gotten to the point where i'm nervous at the thought of meeting her. she's in such a good place now, and she's crazy and endearing and incredibly talented and real and i love everything about her. and i think that's probably all that would be able to come out of my brain/mouth, which might be kind of intimidating and stalkerish. so yeah, it's much easier to hide in a corner. i "met" her once before (said "bye" to her), but it/she was different. it still made my night. wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
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blue parade i hear them coming the blue parade they're throwing snowflakes and singing my name in deep blue voices i hear them say there's good love out there just you wait you wait oh hold on I'm coming don't let anybody in he don't read stars now 'cause he's getting old so busy neutralizing so much it leaves me cold and how could you lie how could you leave and take of my body my hands my deep blue dream oh hold on i'm coming don't let anybody in oh hold on i'm ready lock your doors and wait for me now leaves are falling from the mercy tree the blue surrounds me so i can get some sleep and katie calls then she'll say there's good love out there just you wait you wait oh hold on i'm coming don't let anybody in oh hold on i'm ready lock your doors and wait for me oh hold on i'm coming don't let anybody in oh good love i'm ready lock your doors and wait for me this song haunts me a little.
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You will find the right words just you wait and see they'll be falling from the rooftops on a blossom covered breeze and the song you need to hear will be singing through the trees are you listening? don't you see? you are on the right path you will realize that the tears will always leave you with a brighter pair of eyes and the pain you've been fighting is an angel in disguise it is love and love, love is wise There's still time to notice still time to believe that a door at last will open where the darkness used to be and the paradise you long for is underneath your feet what are you running for? where've you been? throw your heart into the ocean throw your heart into the sea you will find that all the right words will come out naturally -sarah slean, prologue, "the baroness"
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hero or zero i'm glad that you are here so take your love and take your leave
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“In order for me to create, I sometimes need to take myself out of a comfortable situation and return to an ignorance and innocence that is exciting but also rejuvenating. It’s like when you pick up an instrument you don’t understand you can come up with all these new little melodies. Music is new to you again and I felt like I had to do that in life, to start thinking differently, to uproot my philosophies."
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080517
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i want to play music with her on instruments neither of us understand
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080517
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what's it to you?
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blather
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