I think about a world to come where the books were found by the golden ones, written in pain, written in awe by a puzzled man who questioned, "What are we here for?" All the strangers came today and it looks as though they're here to stay.

-David Bowie "Oh! You Pretty Things"

Sunday, July 24, 2011

tUnE-yArDs "Bizness"

tUnE-yArDs, "Bizness" from w h o k i l l (2011, 4 AD)

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