
FISHING
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OOOO
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General Info
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Genre: Pop
Location Sydney Bush, New South Wales, Au
Profile Views: 59047
Last Login: 9/5/2011
Member Since 12/22/2009
Type of Label Unsigned
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Band...fishingplaces@gmail.com For management & bookings please contact: joel@umbrellamusics.com .. -
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- Néstor Rozas7 months ago
great music... it would be nice if you publish your song brillville on youtube guys... you're amazing.
- Cameron Power1 year ago
please include waterfalls/no scrubs mashup remix cover in your set at the SHF on 9 April. Cheers.
- Siimone *1 year ago
I love your music - you are here
https://stock71.wordpress.com/2010/11/16/fishing-oooo/
xx - Cameron Power1 year ago
Hey! My mate and I drove to the gate just to see/hear you. They nearly didn't let us in because we didn't notice it was a name-on-the-door kinda event. Anyway you were brilliant. My friend said you were amazing. TLC cover-remix-mashup thingy was inspired. We need your music please. Thanks.
- Cameron Power1 year ago
wa-hey. i didn't notice you'd replied. 77 days ago. i am so quick off the mark.
Anyway, yay! single. - beatrice1 year ago
fishing your set at peats ridge was my absolute highlight i am most musically inspired. Thank you xx
- Seabellies1 year ago
Great set at Peats lads, see you around!
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- Alpine1 year ago
I think you guys just got played on Triple J!!!! :)
- Delicious Friends1 year ago
What's goin' on Fishing? Your sweet voice is like the application of aloe vera upon a sunburnt back. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. All my thoughts are lost to your graceful gaze? Entranced by the sweet harmony of your lips, I gaze beyond reason to find the oasis of your brilliant soul. The elves that play in the toasters wash their drum sticks in honey and sing strikingly colored anthems in perfect harmonious pleasure. Transistors bridge where your vanity would never go. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. The music that flows from your instruments overwhelms me with creativity.
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