So, what we got is rock. Hard but not too heavy, meant to cause partying more than headbanging.
After I declared the tune ready, I already knew I was gonna call it “… of love”.
Creature? Tragedy? Force? Too stupid, sad and obvious.
Moment? Persistence? Explosion? Too cheesy, weird and come on…
While pondering, I looked out the window and lo and behold, icy particles were falling from the sky. Therefore HAILSTORM OF LOVE.
Although I can’t remember exactly what I was going after with TRO CUA, it most certainly wasn’t christmas music.
It might have been some fantastic dream with lots of vivid colours and happiness and stuff. Like a caleidoscope with a smile. In space.
Anyway, there you go.
Next weeks update may come a bit late. It’s time to relax and overeat because that is the law.
Merry christmas folks!
Ok, so this one’s about what’s going on inside a fictional supervillains mind: Devious shenanigans, madness and lust for power.
Except this guy ain’t no Blofeld or Dr. Doom. He’s more like an evil version of Lenny from “Of Mice And Men”, with hints of the greedy landlord stock character.
Without further ado: PANTOMINE VILLAIN EMPTY CAGE.
