i am the child of the wasteland....a land of haunted houses and monsters i call father. dark talents run in the family, but i shatter the glass to let the moonlight in, not to destroy something fragile for the feeling of breaking beneath my fists. all i can do is scream, crawl out, and keep screaming. but i can hold the sparrow, mend its wing... i am the spring rain and the hurricane... the monsters cower now, not me, not you. *xn* |
Christian's art can be viewed by following the links for that.
This page will be an eventual collection of art related to the band alone.
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"Any band brave enough to tag it's first CD with the line "remember when listening to music felt dangerous" had better have the goods or prepare to be cracked by critics. Well, Acts Magdalena does - and then some�"
BILLBOARD MAGAZINE, Excerpt, Continental Drift., Larry Flick
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