corsair
http://www.alansondheim.org/corsair.mp3 * cruse said to me, there's terror in the land. but you must not be crass, you must go on. continue where, i said, worn, about to crash. where the crush is least she said, where empty. cress grew lean across the empty flooded field. my cursor moved and heavens, nothing lit. we cross a barren land, where there is terror. criers were there, and sad with surgent fear. and crews to fight the horse, cruse said to me. and cars to carry crews i said and cruse said yes. o curs we cried please leave this land of horse. for corsairs were and, pleased with curse and me. *encore e-45 electric guitar played new; i think i'm becoming one of the best improvisers around, at least with these instruments; given my earlier work, i shouldn't be there. but do listen to corsair and decide for yourself. _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list [email protected] http://www.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
