Pretty Good, I Guess, For a Girl.

Just kidding! We here at Radiodeo love everyone equally: boys and girls, animals and plants, rocks and twigs, mushrooms and bacteria, etc. (viruses fuck off)
We've got a hard-working staff (over 104 last count) 51% of which are woman.

Anywho, holy cow, is Hounds of Love (1985) ever a good album.

Good one, Kate Bush.

Weimareiners are also badass--and William Wegmans.

Scalding Hambugle

I am waiting for a new record needle to arrive by mail.
It was on back-order.
The days have been stretching themselves long--
my ears have grown soggy from yearning,
they hang off the sides of my head like fresh mozzarella.

"cafeteria"

They found him in the woods,
covered in welts,
his feet bruised
and sorely infected,
his shirt tattered
and his slacks well-soiled,
bleeding from his nipples, and
moaning softly.

he did not recognize the lord.
we could no longer count on him,
his elbows bent the wrong way.
he could no longer do the worm
and his breath was very bad.

He was O-kay.

"kindern"

Radiodeo: Sing-a-long Singles!

Over the mountain

  take me across the sky

Something in my vision

  something deep inside

Where did I wander?

  Where do you think I wandered to?

I've seen life's magic

  astral plane I travel through

*I heard them tell me

  that this land of dreams was now.

I told them I had ridden shooting stars--

  I said I'd show them how.

Over and over

  always tried to get away,

living in a daydream

  only place I had to stay.

Fever of a breakout

  burning in me miles wide

People around me

  talking to the walls inside.

*

**Don't need no astrology

  It's inside of you and me.

You don't need a ticket to ride with me--

  I'm free.

Over and under

  in between the ups and downs

My mind's carpet

  magic ride goes round and round.

Over the mountain

  kissing silver inlaid clouds

watching my body

  disappear into the crowd

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