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| Tough old bitch cries when Charlotte dies.SOME PIG........You are now driving a car in solitude. And no one can tell you what do or what to say, because in your car there are no rules. Turn off that gay new wave song. Change the station. Roll down the window just a little bit and smell the autumn on it’s way. Nobody makes cider like that anymore, nobody. Why, I suppose Old Man Flaherty will be building his bonfire soon. Just like when you were a kid, and you used to gather with all your friends and throw in pieces of plastic and corn husks. Little Sally still wonders what happened to dolly. “I call her Betty Spaghetti because her hair looks like spaghetti,” she explained. Isn’t it amazing that no matter how old she gets, she still smiles the same? Did she chip her tooth on the coffee table or was it the one in the den? GARY ANN BROWN, Fine Young Man from "Children of Science" |
CD: American Heartache
Label: Circus Time
Credits: Ms. Snow |
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| All about EVIL in its smallest earthly unit......deep voice like whiskey-stained butterscotch candies, but back in their wrapper only half-sucked, Tracy Snow laments the burial and reburial of cultural artifacts, who to some may have lost meaning but still the source of all goodness lie inside their cast aside remnants, as if memories themselves cannot grasp this alone, Tracy Snow fiercely suggests that music in the light of evil can perhaps intone triumph. D. TAYLOR SINGLETARY, Sayer of Strange Truths |
CD: American Heartache
Label: Circus Time
Credits: Ms. Snow |
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| aint heaven just another town? |
CD: American Heartache
Label: Circus Time
Credits: Ms.Snow |
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