Tuesday, May 10, 2005


You know, *all* the truly best bands in the world sounded like they didn't have a clue what was actually happening at the moment of musical creation. The Moulsecoomb Sword Gang are no exception. It seems to me that's it's all about shortening the distance between thought and expression; until all your left with is an excitable blip of the heart, the tiniest intake of breath. If it makes you grin like a buffon as well....then that's a big bonus.

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