A telling of February 2004 by The Wax Conspiracy

One Nipple Ring to Rule Them All
Ethan Switch - Monday, 2 February 2004 - 13:49:32
Super Bowl Pop Out Offers Back Door Entry
Ethan Switch - Thursday, 5 February 2004 - 09:11:08
A Myer of a Black and White Brand
Ethan Switch - Thursday, 12 February 2004 - 14:08:50
Barbie Leaves Ken at the Party
Ethan Switch - Friday, 13 February 2004 - 12:05:33
Abbott and Costello Meet The Wax Conspiracy
Belvedere Jehosophat - Saturday, 14 February 2004 - 20:09:19
Defiant Hot House Simmers Down a Notch
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 17 February 2004 - 09:48:09
Wonderland Falls Prey to Everything Conceivable
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 17 February 2004 - 12:31:58
Indian Call Centres Not Australian Enough
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 17 February 2004 - 12:51:59
DNA Cards for Players of the Crying Game
Ethan Switch - Friday, 20 February 2004 - 13:27:04
Them Thar Smoking Ills
Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 24 February 2004 - 09:48:38
He Waits for Your Death on Ticket Sales
Ethan Switch - Thursday, 26 February 2004 - 13:52:25

 

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Kitchen Antics - Chicken in Faux Ragoût
Ladder of flavour? A few rungs above bland. This can be constructed & delivered in less than 30 minutes, depending on your aptitude with a knife.
Lassitude abandons the Throwing Knives
Down on the chamber pot, the percolating smells brew up quite the nasal fest. From the wafting fumes, the air solidifies partial sweaty rock and musty punk, a taste hinting at delicious pockets of after-aftertaste, and the not so floral punch of an undone music interview leaves the tongue wanting something else.
Where in Kentucky - Mammoth Cave National Park
Dark and neverending is the trail of a labyrinth below Edmonson County, Kentucky. Beyond the shallow graves and lime walls, Mammoth Cave is the literal long tail of cave systems. Alas, no minotaurs or woolly mammoths call the caverns home.

Undone, unbound, the sounds aground, life's taking the train with a soundtrack of harmonic dissonance, of inner turmoils and evolutionary spotchecking.

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