Knobs and boxes, a sea of leather
We'd die for a feathered top
My own face
I'll never see again
what I wouldn't give for a sequined top

I put it all in a pile, every letter
And every photo
Every print, every canvas
Every wall I used to know

It's pirate looks and leopard prints
We're growing old 
in these leather pants
I haven't worn denim since.

He needs to pee
It's terrifying
It's a fight to the death 
with these leather pants
It's Blake's 7

And I put it all in a box
With a name I can't pronounce
It means memory in Swedish
And I've got it on the couch

Where the cover is a pirate ship
And the frame is assembled
And you can take it all apart
Just to put it back together

It'll fit into a catalog
But the pages are all wet
And you can read about the memories
But you won't ever see them again

I've got a little light
That I keep beside my bed
And it gets a little dimmer
with the passing of time and tide. 


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Her bold walk was rehearsed with care 
to claim the room before she even spoke.
Curtain rings from surplus bins
were shaped into jewelry worn in Episode One.

The cleaner rewrote her lines on set
to cut them down and sharpen every jab.
They used vintage gear 
from an old university’s locked-up tech lab.

Jacqueline Pearce wore her own perfume
so fans could say they smelled her on the screen.
Each bass string could trigger its own MIDI channel
like six bassists at one concert.

Cyber Bass sometimes picked up radio,
shocking bassists mid-solo with sports news.
A rare purple version exists, but oddly,
Peavey never put it in their catalog.

Built-in tuner ran without power,
which helped backstage in near-total darkness.
Custom software let you tweak response curves,
pitch bends, and even ghost notes.

The fretboard tracked velocity and pitch like a synth,
but you still slapped it old-school.

Each Brokenwood script was solo-written
different brains behind each murder and motive.
Roland GR-50 users loved it—no conversion box,
just plug in and start playing weirdness.

The neck had extra weight from circuits,
so slap bass solos became arm-day workouts.
Microchips inside turned string vibrations
 into instant MIDI language for synth talk.

Detective Shepherd mumbles to corpses,
which no one questions, weirdly comforting.
The police station? A post office from 1911,
now solving deaths instead of lost stamps.

Neill Rea cast himself after auditioning actors
then just said, “Yeah, I’ll be Mike.”
Each episode sounds different
local bands give it that New Zealand rural noir hum.

One fan wore Shepherd’s coat on tour,
whispering “Don’t worry, I talk to the dead too.”
The tall pathologist speaks thick Russian
and flirts with corpses like old acquaintances.

One episode uses golf club politics
to hide a murder beneath polite fairway whispers.

Wine festivals, hunting, and local farms
all serve as places where people quietly die.
Detective Shepherd’s many ex-wives are mentioned
but never explained, mysteries deepen.

Fans take Helensville tours with printed maps
to find where fictional corpses were found.

Blendwave Synthesis mixes wave tables and modulation
like dreams stirring static soup.

Each of its four layers—Drone, Pad, Atmos, Noise
has its own filter and two LFOs.
Firmware 1.5 unlocked seven tunings
now your ambient tones can go medieval weird.

You can sample sounds—eight seconds max
like crickets, whispers, or door hinges sighing.
The Noise layer comes with nature sounds
wind, water, rustling, low pine-needle static.

Reverb types include shimmer and tape
great for pretending you live life underwater.

Each layer has its own sequencer
steps, motion, randomness, timing chaos included.

The arpeggiator does UpDown tricks with gates,
like drunk trying to dream up a metaphor
Six AA batteries will power it all night long 
if you want to jam by starlight.

Zen’s voice had glitches in the mix,
so episodes were patched with backup recordings.
Season Two almost ended the Liberator
producers planned a giant, noble ship explosion.

Brian Croucher once fought Daleks, 
then played Travis with more yelling and less eye patch.
Glynis Barber read for Season Two
but waited years before she got to be Soolin.

Relax Mode lets it hum alone for hours,
like it’s composing lullabies for ghosts.
She wore a scent so strong on set
that even props remembered her when boxed away.




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Bambino: One shop destroyed. Three heads split like overripe melons. One man wounded and one castrated. All in two hours. Just two hours I left you alone. Two hours.
Trinity: Well, you asked me to give you a hand.

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