Marcelle has few interests aside from love and weeping. She cries so many tears that she must catch them in bottles and consume them in compliance with stage 3 water restrictions. Water retention drives her to seek love's evaporative qualities. In taking a boy into her embrace she places him at risk of severe steam burns to the face. Marcelle sings and wears-out her Jackie Wilson heart on her sleeve.
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Claricce was born in Belarus where sunsets are longer, the dawns less sudden and sentences are often left unfinished from doubt as how best to end them… Her existence is one of obscure poetry, mixing images of runaway horses, pocket watches, Yoko Ono, the moon in the sky, alabaster, elk-hounds and Deleuze's succulent figs. She sings like the temperamental love child of Nancy and Lee.
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One fine day on the Galapagus Islands, a sudden violent storm disrupted a precariously perched dragon's nest and a single egg was swept over a cliff and out to sea, whence Phaedra the underwater fire-dragon was born. The marine creatures raised the cold-blooded dragon as their own, and pleaded that she never surface, for they were afraid Phaedra's firey breath would burn and blister her mouth.
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Bobby Felcher was found in a ravine where he worked in a chip shop feeding seagulls for tuppence a bag. He joined a travelling book fair and learned how to play guitar in an otherworldly fashion after failing to learn the cymbal. He sings high and deep and women faint at the softness of his hair.
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Slim "daddy" Felcher was raised in the two-dimensional office world of Dr Katz: Professional Therapist, by a water cooler on wheels and a fantasy dog sled. He would run and play upside-down in a jungle of desks and bust out tasty beats. His tattooed appearance is the result of so many young women having designs on him.
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this page is soooo cool. no one has logged in since march and it doesn't even have music. AND we're in the top friends. I could stay here forever in this lovely green.
YEAH. my telephone sounds like a rooster. sure. i'll do my darndest to get to your thing without doubt. need some more sweet sweaty harmonisers in my diet.
Ah yes, the ever-so-fabulous Marcelle and The Blowwaves, fronted by none other than, well, Marcelle! Have seen you play before and will see you play again. Wipe that tear away now from your eye!
Ah yes, glad this band is in operation... and with a show coming up! Been busy lately but really hope to make it on account of the 2 reject posters being awesome!
