oops i inked again

with kid squid

just a squid and some squiddy tunes

Thursday, April 26, 2018
20:00 to 23:00
Rock/etc
https://www.facebook.com/kidsquidwprb/
other shows

Artist Song Album New
reptile chapel doesn't it feel? must i get? *
the queers punk rock girls summer hits no. one
x-ray spex oh bondage! up yours! germ free adolescents
the long blondes ONCE AND NEVER AGAIN someone to drive you home
bratmobile cryin' tryin' lyin' girls get busy
hum stars you'd prefer an astronaut
emily's sassy lime hey you with the crumby face desperate, scared, but social
the modern lovers i'm straight the modern lovers
the roches runs in the family the roches
the cranberries dreaming my dreams no need to argue
sneaks look like that it's a myth
los microwaves time to get up life after breakfast
circus lupus we are the one 20 years of dischord
forth wanderers television tough love
gitogito hustler m * waka love & roll
downtown boys i'm enough (i want more) cost of living
christina schneider violence etc. violence etcetera
radiator hospital jose chung's "from outer space" nothin' in my eyes
etta baker on the other hand baby carolina breakdown
hop along how you got your limp bark your head off, dog *
nico my funny valentine camera obscura
tom waits rosie closing time
bush tetras too many creeps boom in the night
john fahey dance of death the dance of death & other plantation favorites
john cale & brian eno spinning away disconnect
ariel pink jell-o pom pom
fur patrol lydia pet
talking heads thank you for sending me an angel~~~~~~ more songs about buildings and food
the pogues if i should fall from grace with god if i should fall from grace with god
bob dylan she belongs to me - take 1, solo acoustic the cutting edge (1965-1966) the bootleg series vol. 12
skeeter davis (i can't help you) i'm falling too the essential skeeter davis
the 6ths with katharine whalen you you you you you hyacinths and thistles
the space lady synthesize me the space lady's greatest hits
big thief shark smile capacity
florist thank you the birds outside sang