What's happening to our border?
When the crowds cross the ranches along and near the border, they discard backpacks, empty Gatorade and water bottles and soiled clothes....They turn the land into a vast latrine, leaving behind revolting mounds of personal refuse and enough discarded plastic bags to stock a Wal-Mart. Night after night, they cut fences intended to hold cattle and horses. Cows that eat the bags must often be killed because the plastic becomes lodged between the first and second stomaches. The immigrants steal vehicles and saddles. They poison dogs to quiet them. The illegal traffic is so heavy that some ranchers, because of the disruptions and noise, get very little sleep at night.
mothershipss - part 6/8 muddy vibrations (my head is kind of heavy)
this is basically a mix/jam i did for my friends birthdays
2/2
i took lots of material from madlibs amazing blunted in the bomb shelter and loads of my own sounds and various other dub and music
ill upload another mix i did for someones short film soon
that one is all stuff from old vinyl i have lying around
i have other stuff at www.myspace.com/thinkingcaves
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