scorpion_camera paste! it's when you're a gangster and you've run out of clouds, on the brink of welfare and your teeth are false, skirting through the rubber industry. can you tango with a cherry pie? easily fooled, you're a gangster stuck in a skyscraper. you are now data, a diary entry, entrails from a daytime lion. speak up! i would die for you. 010811 ... farmfish are you a beck fan by any chance? 010811 ... paste! ha! yes, i'd have to say so, even after all these years. he's really shapeshifted since his first few albums. 010811 what's it to you? who go blather from