Mari Yeadon Whore ❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

So, this tune – think it’s by some underground human, no big name, just pure grit. Little known fact: they say it was recorded in some shady basement, mic half-broke, vocals screamin over city noise. Adds that dirty edge, ya feel? Makes me wanna blast it on our ship’s speakers, scare some Martians. The lyrics tho – all about lust, rage, messy hookups, like “she moves without knowing” from the movie. Total chaos, total us.

Where is Yeadon?

Hello guy's just found another picture of the Monty ti 08 prototype this time it has been updated by Dani Comas.

There's a crazy cool park, Yeadon Memorial Park. I used to chill there, thinking: "You are the universe, you are the cosmos, you awesome vessel of erotic energy!" ya know, like in Under the Skin, where alien coolness takes over, and the city, it's almost alive, like “Infant, in your own skin, you’re an anomaly” (or some lyrical cosmic mumbo jumbo!). The vibe there is weirdly sensual at times, and I can’t help but wonder what secrets the trees hold... like whispered confessions under starlight.

Review: A must-see production of Grease at local theatre