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https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-501
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-full-boar
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-3
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-ii-acoustic-mix
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-ii-first-instrumental-mix
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-ii-second-full-mix
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-ii-second-instrumental-mix
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-first-mix
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/songs-of-al-bob-bidwell-the-abandoned-album
https://soundcloud.com/albobbidwell/bisexual-banjo-player-utica

Bisexual Banjo Player II

Another Six Then We Get One Free

Traces

空から地上を透視すれば
街路も村道も鉄道も産業道路も生活道路も
白墨で描いたような無数の薄白い軌道が重なり
切り刻まれ、ささくれだっている
仕事、買い物、旅行、配達、徘徊、逃走、探索、追跡
人と動物と物が動きまわった痕跡は消えることがないが
わたしの足跡と自転車の車輪が描く軌道を見分けることはできない

Seeing through the ground from the sky.
Streets, village roads, railways, industrial roads, and community roads are all full of traces like pale tracks drawn with chalk.
The ground is like a wall with doodles.
Work, shopping, traveling, deliveries, wandering, escaping, searching, or being tracked.
Traces of moving about of humans, animals, and objects never disappear.
I cannot find my footsteps and ruts of my bike from traces interwining each other on the ground.


Traces

Missing Everything Crepuscular

gobb

Aaarcaaade

Just some more solo stuff...
Just kinda floating around at the moment.
Find peace and rest when you can. Believe in it when you cannot. 

Bisexual Banjo Player II

Al Bob Bidwell