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...and The Hippos Were Boiled In Their Tanks...

by Magnus Moriarty™

Named after an unreleased book by a very famous beat-poet, this album is a joyful mixture of indeed very whistleable tunes and out-of-your-mind lyrics.
Genre: Folk: Modern Folk
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1. Timid Rides Middle East
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2. Dupré Lost His Job
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3. Hotel Jupiter
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4. Hello Captain Marygold
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5. Da Da Da
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6. Huxley TV
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7. Henry Afford
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8. Radio Called Superstar
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9. 'tis the season to get trademarked™
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10. Si Senor.
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11. Surfadido
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12. ...and none of the cars are mine, just bicycles I feel fine
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Named after an unreleased book by a very famous beat-poet, this album is a joyful mixture of indeed very whistleable tunes and out-of-your-mind lyrics. Mr. Ergo has Joined by now and contributes with various stringed and unstringed instruments.

M a g n u s M o r i a r t y ™

From his awfully dusty room and his old skool four track sounds the creepy organ, the sad cowboy 12-string and the old "French inspector" violin as if conversating gently in a 1920 café. The drum kit has surely had to much espresso already, and his Casio; the drunk, can barely stand on its keys while killing the bottle of absinthe in the midst of this chaos, Moriarty™ is rubbing his fingers and whilst having a lucky, he's recording his friends the great orchestra of instruments, On Fridays, some human bean friends of Moriarty™ turns up to make fun of and play with these weird ones. The creepy organ shivers and sobs under the fingers of Rasmus Moriarty™ and under deep candy colored skies Moriarty™´s friend the twelve string savior Marius Ergo arise strumming the guitar, splitting tobacco with his hat on and everything. So they play and drink until the morning makes them go ritardando, you know, and the Mondays suddenly occur again and the 12-string has to saddle his own horse and pull his own strings while the Casio hung-over sits in the couch, deeply in love with the organ the violin screaming: Bach! Come save me! And nobody listening. And Moriarty™ nowhere but at home recording his four track tunes for grandparents, pilots and others to enjoy.

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