We met when the birds returnedFollowing the hedgehog, vibrating, lusciously longing for lifeYou struck the stringsUnpluggedThe birds came backTo the land of the dead
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Membrice Joseph: my inner punk tells me not to it do like everyone else
Everybody in Šiauliai knew Membrice back in the early 2000s as that weird kid dressed all in black, with long curly hair and an acoustic guitar on his shoulder, busking in the boulevard and shouting out from his lungs. I certainly did as well, and I think he’s helped me a lot to in discoveringContinue reading “Membrice Joseph: my inner punk tells me not to it do like everyone else”
