MORNING MANGLE
Posted by
David Singleton
on Dec 1, 2016
For those who missed it - here are the recent King Crimson revews from Spain, as translated by Google Translate
I…
By the way, By the way, as it says the battery / keyboardist downtown? Wasn't the bill rieflin. I found a taste corpse, as in the creuava solos, the complicity and laughter with the Harrison...
as it says the battery / keyboardist downtown? Wasn't the bill rieflin. I found a taste corpse, as in the creuava solos, the complicity and laughter with the Harrison...
II…
The Lord of the right with pint of muppet pissed seemed to be listening to something else through their headphones, but it was just a false appearance, that man doesn't play guitar but he requires that sound. Sometimes it seemed that the unfortunate instrument looked at his master, begging for mercy, but this one, emotionless, kept pushing around and tearing their curves, attacking their deepest springs. It's the only guitarist bondage that exists, it is ungodly and his guitar knows, the surrenders to immobilize the rub, rub, he hits her and, sometimes, the caress as giving him a break, a break which ends sooner than later with A new spanking of blows; his fingers don't play the strings but the pinch, the stretch, the twist.
It is curious to note that, to torture his instrument, just move your arms while your body remains stiff, like with the tight ass.
Fripp is the only musician that appears before his audience without having previously messed up voluntarily, and instead of being a problem for him, turns out to be a creative constipated and virtue. Is that where no doubt arises that anger, that discomfort and that pissed off with the one that plays. It's not a boss is a tyrant that searches in addition to the rest of slaves waiting to snitch on someone who does not comply with their rules. Enjoy doing it and her face flushed, her smile soft and creamy, mellifluous, betrays his intimate and humid enjoyment.
It is curious to note that, to torture his instrument, just move your arms while your body remains stiff, like with the tight ass.
Fripp is the only musician that appears before his audience without having previously messed up voluntarily, and instead of being a problem for him, turns out to be a creative constipated and virtue. Is that where no doubt arises that anger, that discomfort and that pissed off with the one that plays. It's not a boss is a tyrant that searches in addition to the rest of slaves waiting to snitch on someone who does not comply with their rules. Enjoy doing it and her face flushed, her smile soft and creamy, mellifluous, betrays his intimate and humid enjoyment.
III…
Reuniting with a colossus who looks in the mirror, mature man takes care of his appearance and dress suit to compensate for the decline of their skin...
