They are coming, oh no they are here! Just strands and strands of hair-thin. Glass fibres, causing so much hue. And no cry, landing and wanting. To be the news beat of the day. Much to the chagrin of others. In Mombasa, or is it Mtunzini,. Or Pemba, and Djibouti and, far. Away in Fujairah, or is it Mumbai, I. Forget which, nonetheless they are. Stranded, that is the strands landed. On the East African seaboard.

In her music, you can detect influences ranging from the skittering female-centred rhythms of The Slits and The Raincoats; the bleak, bewitched emoting of Portisheads Beth Gibbons; the otherworldliness of Björk; the fire of Nina Simone, as well as more contemporary electronic sounds. you should expect big things from Mwen.

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UP FOR SOME MANLY TALK. Those of you who wake up every morning to be greeted by the smell of sophistication means that you probably come from Runda or other places with an equal ambiance like Karen, Kileleshwa. Then there those who when they wake up every morning the fir.

Abonne-toi à mon blog! VOILA C LA FIN DE MON BLOG. JE VOULAIS DIRE MERCI A CEUX ET CELLES QUI VENAIENT SUR MON BLOG. JE VOUS SOUHAITE UN JOYEUX NOÊL. Retape dans le champ ci-dessous la suite de chiffres et de lettres qui apparaissent dans le cadre ci-contre.