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John Brown verses The Hurricane Blues? Also called "Shoot The Odd Man Down Blues".
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Blues. Used to busk. Thankyou for looking March 2021. Love/art/blues/Rob. So, musical diary
Pardon? How can I interview me? Some streets are better than others? Some highways are brighter than others. Time of day, find a state of mind, imagination, TV, 1920s. I write about love, lost or found, hopefully honestly inspired by love, and try to play better for that. When younger protested about behaviours on my radar, and of course, being a simple artist, surfing the great times I imagine I had in another life, or maybe one day this one!
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Blues • Acoustic Blues
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Robert Ellery Phillips
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Robert Ellery Phillips (robertemerald)
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January 26, 2013
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MP3 7.8 MB • 160 kbps • 6:49
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The pretty one has a photographic memory? Is that why no one stands up to them and I have to suffer in silence, for their damned fun, their experiments? They seem they to also need me, even though I don't personally know any of them and they have NEVER faced me, to be the other end of their Fight Club. Never had any intention, any of them, of drawing their 'war' to an end. Any chance they get, and this is hatred, they slander me to anyone who'll listen. I never hurt any of them. I don't deserve their attention, even as a robot. John Brown verses The Hurricane Blues? Also called "Shoot The Bum Down Blues". The Robot Is Dead Meat by 2978 AD The pretty one has a photographic memory? Is that why no one stands up to them and I have to suffer in silence, for their damned determinations, their experiments? And it seems they also need me, even though I don't personally know any of them and they have NEVER faced me, to be the other end of their Fight Club. Never had any intention, any of them, of drawing their 'war' to an end. Any chance they get, and this is hatred, they slander me to anyone who'll listen. That way they can describe me as anything, get anyone to approve of their attack and I have to cope with their sarcastic abuse. Quite the echo. Quite the cruelty. All day, all night, every damn minute, for a decade. Slavery. I never hurt any of them. I don't deserve their attention, even as a robot.
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26 01 13 6 p.m. spontaneous. Thank you for listening.
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