The only way to be truly weird in 1969 was to be so self-serious and lonely that you were not weird at all, just amazing.
Ruth White is a golden goddess, is she alive? I don't know, but I hope she somehow knows how much simple joy she brought into the world with a moog, some tape loops, and hammy translations of poems by Baudelaire.
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Thank you, very beautiful music.
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