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| Longshots |
| Featuring an all-star cast of thousands, Descended upon the most easterly pastures, From one end of the seaboard to the other, In pursuit of further musical adventure. To pause in peaceful chaos, To dwell in dreamy mayhem, Harvest kooky fruit and walk on molten soles. From the concrete and the coral to the breezes in the treeses. A gathering of gold in the stream, And ovine fat on the barbeque, Longshots in motion. The Longshots are more of a recurring dream than a band. We have literally never rehearsed outside the recording 'studio'. Actually, recordings are conducted in the living room, and only after achieving the necessary mental and spiritual looseness. The general rabble of drink-tinkling, laugh-out-loud, plate-dropping hooters who populate this household at such gatherings are never encouraged to be quiet or contain their enthusiasm. It's gonzo recording conducted at pace with minimal fuss and maximum enjoyment. It's not for the faint-hearted though. It takes its toll. |
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| Longshots |
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