"But my poor friend! Do you remember the Javanese music, able to express every shade of meaning, even unmentionable shades ... which make our tonic and dominant seem like ghosts, for use by naughty little children?
3 years ago me an my girlfriend was walking by the tunnel below Waschaurstr.
S-bahnhof in Berlin, when i heard these droney, repetitive,
noise-trance-rock...
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