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Saturday, January 10, 2015

the bow gallops.


Friction is what makes the magic happen, the draw & press of bow which sings the sighs we all sigh, the growl & scream. The hollow wood body is our body, the sounds we make to fill our own void, and that's why what Rasputina does is more than a gimmick with costumes because all that surface stuff is just a camouflage trick to lure you in. Here, in the friction, the killing is made, and the Hunter's Kiss delivered.






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While a mostly happy bookstore fixture for over two decades, Guillermo Maytorena IV is currently willing to entertain your serious proposals for employment as a literary/cinema critic, goth journalist, castellan, airship pilot/crewperson, investigative mythologist, or assisting in a craft brewery. Should you be connected to any of the above or equally interesting endeavours, do contact him.

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