Off Pale Yellow by Lowlife from their 1987 album Diminuendo
"Shall we take a look at the bright side?
Can I take it you’ll be there?”
View of the Piscataqua River, New Castle, New Hampshire by Edmund Charles Tarbell
I should say that I detest sects, brotherhoods, guilds, groups in general, any assemblage of morons congregating for reasons of profession, tastes, or similar manias. All these cliques have numbers of grotesque characteristics in common: repetition of type, their jargon, their arrogant conviction that they are better than everyone else.
The Tunnel by Ernesto Sabato
Étretat Fishing Boats and Fishers by Eugène Boudin
Thank heavens for existentialist literature and post-punk!
The Quay of Hôtel-de-Ville, Paris by Gustave Loiseau
View of the Park of Saint-Cloud by Constantin Terechkovitch
The Orange Pickers by Emanuel Phillips Fox
Tamarama Beach by Elioth Gruner
The Night by Mary Goes Round from their 1989 album Sunset
"Lying on a sofa watching the stars in the sky
Far from reality where all the clocks are broken
Surrending to the fairy voices sinking into delight
Feel the charm nothing else matters”