Outcasts, waifs, and ramblers; disenchanted stranglers; sad worn out beauty now burned on the altar of time. From the shadow of Tom Waits and Bob Dylan's mind, Leonard Cohen's heart, bring us a picture befit the walls of the Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowlands. Only high quality and/or interesting work will be accepted, but don't let that stop you from submitting. The lost, the outcast, the strange! |
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