PJOEPF OF VRIECYH

2013/01/15

Big-Eyed Beans from Venus, Don't Let Anything Get Between Us




Don Van Vliet, born 72 years ago today, is the only person who gets two High Egoslavian Holy Days a year. I Love You, You Big Dummy. Somebody in My Home. Abba Zaba. Metal Man Has Hornet's Wings. Beatle Bones and Smokin Stones. I Feel Like Achid. Zig-Zag Wanderer. Pachuco Cadaver. Sugar n Spikes. Grows Fins. Too Much Time. Best Batch Yet. Ice Cream for Crow. I'm Glad. The Dust Blows Forward 'n The Dust Blows Back. Ella Guru. XTC covers Ella Guru. Hair Pie, Bake One. Hair Pie, Bake Two. Big-Eyed Beans from Venus. Sonic Youth covers Electricity. Skeleton Makes Good. Her Eyes Are a Blue Billion Miles. Kandy Korn. Run Paint Run Run. On Tomorrow. When Big Joan Sets Up. Lick My Decals Off Baby. Woe Is Me Uh Bop. Low Yo Yo Stuff. Floppy Boot Stomp. Bat Chain Puller. A Carrot Is As Close as a Rabbit Gets to a Diamond. My Human Gets Me Blues. Ashtray Heart. Sue Egypt. Here I Am, I Always Am.


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