Dreamt the existence of a band called Bossa Nova Wild Women which were as if Concrete Blonde and Marianne Faithfull were strained through Los Fabulosos Cadillacs’ “El Matador” but this was somewhat dampened by it being an intense anxiety dream.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
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Dreamt the existence of a band called Bossa Nova Wild Women which were as if Concrete Blonde and Marianne Faithfull were strained through Los Fabulosos Cadillacs’ “El Matador” but this was somewhat dampened by it being an intense anxiety dream.