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Crystalline
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Geno wrote and laid down the piano and mellotron, and I added the guitars, words/vox and some keys. Sadly Geno died in December 2010- . Pic- Angel by David Rothwell. Used by kind permission.
chris whitty the peppermoths
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A scintillating nimbus.
What is the point of 'The Peppermoths'? Who knows? In the ravages of time probably nowt, but to it's members, an outlet, a voice in which to attempt to counteract- in some minute way- the doctrine that Socialism, as a valid political and economic theory is impotent- for starters, by educating people that Socialists do not want to prevent people from making money, but expect those who do, to contribute to the Society that helps them earn that money, or to try and ensure that all schools must be of mixed Religions/race/sex, integration from a young age will make the world a happier, safer place, or just to raise a smile. Things have changed since the band formed. The bubble has burst, but people seem to be in denial, acting as if nothing has happened. There is not enough being done to right the inequalities created over the previous three decades (now four decades)- the haves are still getting richer at the expense of the have nots. Anyhoo, this site is about songs. legacy sold a nations soul the inevitable few struck gold lauding our innate greed has resewn the disparate seed by 3gGene Contact: christopherwhitty@hotmail.com http://www.amnesty.org/ http://www.humanism.org.uk/ http://www.chomsky.info/ http://thepeppermoths.com/ http://www.richarddawkins.net/
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Peak #70
Peak in subgenre #23
Author
Chris Whitty aka 3gGene/Fezz and Geno Luther
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August 25, 2011
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 4:05
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crystalline a picture of a mother and her son snuggled in balaclavas wellies gleaming gnashers having fun no rush for the early summer sun bluebells and narcissi line the path and who will hear who who will know who who will need who a veritable truth crystals forming in azure blue as bees delight incandescent fields ablaze reflecting and indulging creating burning through the haze some trails aglow some scorch a blaze foxglove and wild poppies line the path sometimes expectations cupped in a lonely cloud merge into the storm to roar in the tumultuous crowd which in turn elicit memories those that fell with the spring rain time and time again time and time again and who hears who who knows who who needs who a veritable truth crystals forming in azure blue rowans aflame as autumn hues abound sitting on a leaf as it spirals towards the ground her only wish that hers are bound to freely tread the weathered path sometimes expectations cupped in a lonely cloud merge into the storm to roar in the tumultuous crowd which in turn elicit memories those that fell with the spring rain time and again and again and again and who heard who who knew who who needed who a veritable truth crystals forming in azure blue every day the old lady walks around the field she takes note of the seagulls on the crossbar so far in land eyes still full of fire and a love that won't yield cursing Him for all she is worth
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