Michael Molitch-Hou, the Perfect Perpetual Motion Machine
Michael Molitch-Hou, as he recreates himself eternally, is the perfect perpetual motion machine. Michael Molitch-Hou: the Perfect Perpetual Motion Machine
Michael Molitch-Hou, as he recreates himself eternally, is the perfect perpetual motion machine. Michael Molitch-Hou: the Perfect Perpetual Motion Machine
Solution
Excuse Me, Mister, Are You Lost?
I want Vero to sing this song. Red Hot Air Balloon
This is a Patti Smith cover. Copyright infringement (keep your fingers crossed!) Redondo Beach
Crazy Without You
Baby, You’re Giving Me SIDS!
To Propose (the future) “This is a version of a duet that I’m going to do when I find a girl who doesn’t throw up at the thought of singing with me,” said Mike, “(unintelligible sobbing).”
Dash My Brains Out Before You Go Kinda like The Misfits.
What all lonely mariners think about at one time or another: having sex with a fish. Mariner’s Blues