Benoît Pioulard - Initial B.P.

Under the Break Arch

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

Is in Its Clearest Form

With No Advantage

That Wounded Weathered

The Very Edge of Its Flame

An Image Apart from Ourselves

And Relent

Of Everything That Rhymes

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

So Etched in Memory

Anchor as the Muse

A Shade of Celadon

Whose Palms Create

As Would a Weaver

Peachfuzz

Sabela

Танец. Ключ к экстазу

Why Won't You Love Me

Шоссе

OUT THE MUD

Valovi

Splove

Водка-пиво

Cornfield

RAW MINISTER

Юра, мы всё проебали

Black Flag

Crocodiles

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