I often used to browse a second-hand record shop in West Street, Farnham. One afternoon I found the "Smells Like Truth" album on the discounted shelf and was captivated by its cover. As this track shows, the music didn't disappoint once I'd handed over my quid and got it home. "Arms of a Dream" is still a haunting track.
POEM IN THE COMPANY OF AUGUSTE PONS AND PETIN THE SHORT Auguste walks round
his car, stroking its bonnet,staring in admiration at its lovely
carburettor.He...
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