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Misbehavin’ Maidens - Swearing is Caring album review

Misbehavin’ Maidens - Swearing is Caring is a nerd folk comedy album filled with LGBT themes and feminism. The trio discuss topics such as sex and fandoms given this album was during the 2010s era. Their songs are provocative nonetheless.


Do You Take It is a cover of the song The Wet Spots - Do You Take It. Do You Take It is about pegging and anal penetration . The sexual act of a woman using a fake penis with a strap-on to penetrate a man’s anus or mouth.

Here is the plot of the song. A woman and man both love each other and are dating. This woman tells her man her father says he is nifty and he has heard of French poet Charles Baudelaire. They both agree that human rights abuses are unfair

He understands his feelings and he is not afraid to share them with the woman he is dating and loves.
The woman thinks she could do something with his hair.

He smells nice and he is groovy. And they both like foreign movies. Her mother says he has that touch of class. The woman can see a shining future where they both dialog and nurture. But there's one last thing the woman feels that she needs to ask the man she is dating and loves. She asks her man if he takes it in the ass because he is beautiful and curvy. But unless he is some kind of pervert, there's no way him and her are gonna last.

When it comes to brains he has got them, But unless the man will play the bottom, the woman afraid she is gonna have to take a pass. The information that she needs to know is if his anus is pliable. He would do it if he loves her.

The woman asks her man if he takes in the ass. Because she has ordered in a shipment of the relevant equipment needed for pegging and anal penetration of course.  She has got lubricant, poppers, and some grass. If he needs more information on this type of penetration, they could always take a correspondence class.

The man who is dating this woman he loves is not the kinda fella who can get off on vanilla. He need a little color and adventure in his sexual activity. Well it just so happens that she brought her Day-Glo strap-on dildo and some mescaline to heighten the effect.

This woman tells her man, "Well my father says you're nifty and you've heard of Baudelaire. And we both agree that human rights abuses are unfair. You understand your feelings and you're not afraid to share. And I think I could do something with your hair. You smell nice and you're groovy. And we both like foreign movies. My mother says you have that touch of class. Well I can see a shining future where we'll dialog and nurture. But there's one last thing I feel I need to ask.”

She proceeds to ask her man, “Do you take it in the ass? Because you're beautiful and curvy. But unless you're kind of pervy. There's no way you and me are gonna last.”

She then proceeds to tell him, “When it comes to brains you've got 'em. But, unless you'll play the bottom, I’m afraid I'm gonna have to take a pass. Well, you're adorable, reliable. But is your anus pliable? That's the information that I need. You would do it if you love me. If you're nervous, squat above me. You'll be able to control the depth and speed.”

She asks her man again, “Do you take it in the ass? 'Cause I've ordered in a shipment of the relevant equipment.I've got lubricant and poppers and some grass. If you need more information on this type of penetration, we could always take a correspondence class.”

The man tells his woman, “You see, I'm not the kinda fella who can get off on vanilla. No, I need a little color in my sex.”

This woman tells her man, “Well, honey pie it just so happens that I brought my day-glo strap-on and some mescaline to heighten the effect Ready? Do you take it in the ass?”


Mermaids and Queers explains how sirens would lure people, especially asexual sailors, in with their singing. The song is a tropical sea shanty.

Mermaids and Sirens sing songs from the deep to dash men on rocks or to put them to sleep. What do they do with all the rest? The straight gals and the queers? Do Sirens change their music when it falls on deaf ears?

Straight girls and gay guys aren't into topless broads. They barely even notice them swimming in their pods. Mermaids call for backup when it doesn't go to plan. Those lads and lasses can't deny a rugged Aquaman! Aces and Greys hardly give mermaids a thought. They hear the siren's tempting song and just say, "Could you not?" But those fishy maids have found a way! No one can catch a break! They know not even Aces can resist delicious cake!

Demisexuals all like to think they're in the clear. They listen to the Sirens’ song without a spot of fear. They make pals with the Mermaids that follow them around. Their friendship blossoms into more, and oops they all are drowned!

The reality is Mermaids and Sirens are just like you and me. They're all over the spectrum of sexuality. There's only one little thing that’s certainly assumed. Lesbians, Pansexuals and Bisexuals are always doomed!


Dock Worker’s Song is about sex workers who work on the docks in old harbor towns.

Sex workers who work on the docks in old harbor towns work and sleep among the docks where the laddies come to buy. There's dirt and dust around the sea spray that fills the air. There's a lousy smell for you. And every day you're in this place the more you start to ache.

Sex workers in old harbor towns slept with saints and sinners and. And almost every type of bloke you can think of. They like it rough. All sexy sex workers spend all their time down on their knees until their thighs start to burn They’ve done enough to make your stomachs turn! There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore. The young men have their money and they all come back for more sexual activity. But soon they knocking on to the point where sex workers tired and sore.


Dumb Ways to Con is perfect song for cosplayers out there who attend cosplay conventions and attractions. Misbehavin’ Maidens explain all the dumb things to do at cosplay conventions. There are so many dumb ways to con.

Stop for pictures at the top of the stairs. Try to lick all of the vendor wares. Rush a panel room when you’re told to wait. Tell a Xenomorph you wanna procreate.

Keep a Tribble as a pet. Sell a vial of Chris Evans’ sweat. Challenge a Wookiee to a fight. Smoke a cigarette and set your wig alight. Go to the LARP with a sharpened sword. Throw some chimichangas at a Deadpool horde. Yell spoilers at the Game of Thrones shoot. Tell an Alucard his Carmen Sandiеgo’s cute. Hug somebody while in unsealed body paint.

Agree to a group skit without committing. Watch all of Evangelion in one sitting. Go all weekend without taking a shower. Chug energy drinks and just live in the game room. The dumbest ways to con.


5/5*****!!

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Misbehavin’ Maidens - Busted album review

Misbehavin’ Maidens - Busted is a nerd folk comedy album filled with modern day sea shanties with Renaissance era folk themes and storytelling from a woman’s perspective. Some of these songs ate covers of traditional sea shanties. Nearly each song is raunchy and sexual. Their songs are provocative nonetheless.


You hear a lot of stories about the sailors and their sport. You hear a lot of stories about how every sailor has a girl in every port. But if you added two and two, you’d figure out right quick it's just because the girls all have a lad on every ship. Well that is what the song Twiddles is about. Twiddles offers up an alternative look at the lives of women as opposed to the sailors usually centered in sea shanties. The song covers 4 characters which are women named Lucky Annie, Saber, Madame Rouge and Flint Locke.

You hear a lot of stories about the sailors and their sport. You hear a lot of stories about how every sailor has a girl in every port. But if you added two and two, you’d figure out right quick it's just because the girls all have a lad on every ship. It’s oftentimes that a man will leave a woman broken with dismay. There's other things to twiddle when the men have sailed away.

Lucky Annie was a lady who had been pleased by many men. They all would sail away but then they'd come right back again. But if they never sailed her way, she really didn't care. Lucky Annie knows that she doesn't need a man to twiddle under there. Lucky Annie says that she doesn’t need a man to be sexually satisfied because she can masturbate (“twiddle”) just fine on her own in the form of fingering or hand stimulation.

Saber had her lovers. She had many lovers in fact. They came in at every door. You could even say that she was really quite a whore of course. But when she needs some pleasing, she knows just where to go. She grabs her good friend Madam Rouge and they go down below under her skirt. Saber and Madam Rouge are lovers who are lesbians. Obviously they are both sexual partners.

There was a time when Madam Rouge found the sailor men boring. Each new one was more tiresome than the one she had before. Now she finds more joy in breeches than she ever did of old. She is more fond of their bulges when they're pouches full of gold.

When the boys would look at Flint Locke her, it puzzled her. She would sit and smile and nod. Let them brag and talk. But if they tried to touch her, well, she'd put them on the run. Because why would she need a lover when she has got herself a gun?

So next time you're with a lady and she takes you to her bed, be sure to please her well and remember what the Misbehavin’ Maidens have said. For if you do not treat her right, then know that this is true. Ladies all can have our fun without involving you.


Paddy Murphy is a tale about an Irish Catholic priest named Father Murphy who is affectionately known as Paddy Murphy which he is better known as. The song explains how the people of Ireland payed their respects for the deceased Paddy Murphy. And the ways of how they showed their honor and their pride.

Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died is a night people will never forget. Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't got sober yet. As long as a bottle was passed around, everyone was feelin' gay. O'Leary came with the bagpipes with some music for to play! That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy. That's how they showed their honor and their pride. They said it was a sin and shame. And they winked at one another. And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy diеd! Mrs. Murphy sat in a corner pouring out her grief out by crying her eyes out mourning the loss of her husband.

Whеn Kelly and his gang came a-tearin' down the street, they went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole. Kelly and his gang put that bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold! That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy. That's how they showed their honor and their pride.

Everyone started drinking. They didn't worry for a prayer. Mrs. Murphy said she'd wait until everyone was there. The sight made everyone shiver with fear. They took the ice right off the corpse of Paddy Murphy and placed it with the beer!

A fierce and strong fight broke out. Someone knocked the whiskers right off poor old Darby Flynn. Dirty Andy Burke was there. Now whaddaya think he'd done? He put the corpse right on its head in the corner just for fun!

Then Mrs. Murphy started in and battled with the cops. She chased every one of them for several blocks. In the end 18 people were tried in court for having caused a riot on the night Pat Murphy died! A lovely time was had by all.

Then someone asked old Finnegan if anyone had died. Old Finnegan said, "Well, I'm not quite sure. I just came for the ride!" They headed for the graveyard all holy and sublime. And found out when they'd got there they'd left the corpse behind! That's how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy. That's how they showed their honor and their pride. They said it was a sin and shame.


London Town is about a who man used to work in a merchant store in London Town, United Kingdom. He thought he did a pretty good job but he doesn't work there anymore because he kept touching people, mostly women, inappropriately which resulted him getting fired. The song is a silly sea shanty filled with sexual innuendos.

This man used to work in a merchant store in London Town, United Kingdom. He thought he did a pretty good job but he doesn't work there anymore.

A lass came in for a drink one day. He asked her what kind she preferred. The lass said she preferred liquor. This man did lick her. And now he doesn't work there at the merchant store anymore because he touched her inappropriately by licking her.

A pirate came in for some treasure one day He asked him what kind he preferred "Booty!" he said. So booty he got. And now he doesn't work there anymore. A man came in for some paint one day. He asked him what kind he preferred. "Blue," he said, So blew him he did. And now he doesn't work there anymore.

A lass came in for some poultry one day. He asked her what kind she preferred. "A duck!" she said. Yet somehow of course he had misheard and now he doesn't work there anymore obviously.

A lass came in for some whiskey one day. He asked her how much she preferred. "A finger," she said. This man gave this lass his whole hand instead of just fingering her with one finger as person would do when they engaging in the act of fingering another person. And now he doesn't work there anymore due to a sexual harassment complaint.

A lass came in for some tools one day. He asked her what kind she preferred. She needed a hammer. So this man did nail her. And now he doesn't work there anymore.

These lyrics explain how this man tea bagged another man by sticking his testicles into his mouth which resulted in termination. “A man came in for a drink one day/I asked him what kind he preferred/"Lipton," he said. A teabag he got!/And now I don't work there anymore/Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum”

These lyrics explain how this man groped a lass. “A lass came in for some fish one day/We asked her what kind she preferred/"Grouper," she said, so group her we did!/And now I don't work there anymore/Ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum”


A-Rovin’ is a feminist twist on the Dutch folk classic “A-Rovin'” aka “The Maid of Amsterdam” which is a a traditional sea shanty.

In Amsterdam, Netherlands, there lived a lad named Mark. He claims to be the best she had. She tells Mark, “I’ll go no more a rovin' with you, dear lad.” This is because a-rovin' has been her ruin which is ruining her.

This lad took her for a walk. She thought it was to only talk. He took her hand inside his own. He said, "Fear not, we're quite alone." He placed her lips upon his cheek. He said, "Down south is what you seek." She placed her hand upon his chest. He said, "You'll see I am the best. Dear lass, I'm in great haste"


I’ll Drink to That! is one of those crazy songs to drink beer to. When life gives you comedy or tragedy, we’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”. The song is a cover of The Belles of Bedlam - I’ll Drink to That!.

Now if you’re like most of us raised around Maryland, then you must have started your drinking with beer. Misbehavin’ Maidens learned how to flirt with the lads at the bar and to sing out a toast for all friends near and far!

When burning desire has got you quite vexed. When in need for a partner has left you perplexed. Just grab a fine cider and ring your own bell. The use of your own hand will satisfy well!

The young men all eager to do what they should. If they could just do more than just only look good. Let rum’s sweet elixir distract from your plight. At least a good bottle might last through the night!

Now vodka is the best thing for mending a heart. Especially a broken heart or a sad heart. Just open a bottle and toast your new start.

Now whiskey’s the best choice for sending off kin. For toasting their stories of virtue and sin. We’ll drink, laugh and weep until we’re all good and tight. And if it’s a good wake it’ll end in a fight! We’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”

When life gives you comedy or tragedy, we’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”.


Fall River Hoedown is a folk comedy song about Lizzie Borden, a murderer responsible for the August 4, 1892 axe murders in Fall River, Massachusetts.

Yesterday in old Fall River, Massachusetts, Mr. Andrew Borden died. And he got his daughter Lizzie on a charge of homicide. Some folks say she didn't do it and others say she did. But they all agree Miss Lizzie Borden was sort of a problematic person. You know how neighbors love to criticize. Because you can't chop your poppa up in Massachusetts. Not even if it's planned as a surprise.

Lizzie got her father on the sofa where he'd gone to take a snooze. Lizzie rеarranged him with a hatchet. And then she got her mother in that same old-fashioned way. But you can't can't chop your momma up in Massachusetts. Not even if you're tired of her cuisine. That kind of thing just isn't very nice.

They really kept her hoppin' on that busy afternoon with both down and upstairs chopping while she hummed a ragtime tune. They really made her hustle and when all was said and done. She'd removed her mother's bustle when she wasn't even wearing one.

It wasn't done for pleasure and it wasn't done for spite. And it wasn't done because the lady wasn't very bright. She'd always done the slightest thing that mother and father had bid. They said, "Lizzie cut it out!" So that's exactly what she did.


Granny’s Advice is about sex education. Their grandmother (granny) was very helpful when it came to sex education. Granny’s Advice cover of a song by the Belles of Bedlam of the same name. While the title may seem innocent, the song is sexual and provocative in nature.

The grandmother of the Misbehavin’ Maidens was all warm, sweet, and fair with sparkling eyes like diamonds, and silvery locks of hair. She was nice and gave them good advice. But she hid a vixen’s heart underneath her sweetness. And so she’d impart her wisdom from time to time. That woman was a tease to say the least. She’s such a whore!

When the Misbehavin’ Maidens were little girls, their grandmother taught them about the spot between the stomach and knees. She told them where to touch and said to practice every night because no man on earth would ever take the time to do it right! She knew just what to do. She gave them good advicе about the man in her canoe. By thе time the Misbehavin’ Maidens were 8, they knew just how to masturbate.

Now cleaning was a chore that seemed to always take all day. Misbehavin’ Maidens rushed to finish up the job and rub the dust away. While wiping down some bottles, their grandmother gave a sigh and said, “If you stroke your man like that, you’ll get it in your eye.”

Their grandmother knew how to do the job. She loved to polish up that knob. She said, “Lass, just scrub it in, because it’s lovely for your skin.” Their talking caused the boys to run and leave them far behind. Their grandmother told them, “Dearest girls, men find you such a bore cuz talkin’ isn’t what you should be usin’ your mouth for.” Their grandmother explained to them, “My reputation’s growin’ from the men that I’ve been blowin’.”

The evening of the wedding day where one of the members of the Misbehavin’ Maidens got married, she ran up with surprise when her husband dropped his trousers and showed his ample sized penis. She went and told her grandmother just why she had to run. Her grandmother said, “Get out the way, my dear. I’ll show ya how it’s done.”

As for their grandmother, she’s such a whore! Her husbands often left her because she screwed them half to death. And then there came the day when their grandmother so deathly ill. She pulled them very close and gave them her final wisdom to instill. And with what was her final breath, she whispered with a groan, “To keep your sweet and true, give him another hole to bone. That costs extra but not with me!”

Their grandmother them good advice such as where to hide their sticks. She’d teach old dogs new tricks. Their grandmother never worried about whether folks got married or not. They will always love her so.


Roll Me Over is a simple song about having sex. Nothing really too special. The lyrics get repetitive and annoying quickly.

Bedlam Boys explains how the Bedlam boys are bonny.The Misbehavin' Maidens would 10,000 miles to see Mad Tom of Bedlam. Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes to save her shoes from gravel. Bedlam boys are bonny. For they all go bare and they live by the air. And they want no drink nor money. So drink to Tom of Bedlam, he'll fill the seas in barrels.


Strike the Belle is a cover of a traditional shanty with lyrics twisted by the Belles of Bedlam, then further twisted by the Misbehavin' Maidens. The song covers 4 characters which are women named Lucky Annie, Saber, Madame Rouge and Flint Locke.

There is a second mate so steady and so stout down on the quarterdeck and walking about. Dreaming of his Madame Rouge, the girl he loves so well. He is wishing he could go ashore and strike the bell. Misbehavin' Maidens wish that second mate would hurry up and strike the bell! So they tell him, “Strike the bell, second mate, and let us go below. You haven’t done your duty ‘till you’ve made a Maiden yell.”

Aft at the wheelhouse, the cabin boy stands. Saber and Lucky Annie are warming his hands. If he fails to please them, they’ll send him straight to hell. So if he knows what’s good for him, he’ll strike strike the bell.

A sailor lies with Lucky Annie on his hands and knees. Trying hard to please her. Flint Locke looks upon them with the tale to retell and making sure the sailor boy strikes the bell.

Down in the Captain’s quarters and drinking down his wine, our Madame Rouge has got him tied up with a ball of twine. When she’s finally pleased, she’ll do Saber for a spell because sometimes you don’t need a man to strike the bell.


Cathouse Tragedy explains what Misbehavin' Maidens temple of sin is which is their own brothel.

Come right on in to Misbehavin' Maidens temple of sin! A place sensual and sublime with multiple versions of every perversion and women of every kind. If you're a fellow who likes a Bordello with something off for a change. For $2 dollars more you can have a dead whore, Misbehavin' Maidens specialize in the strange. If you get lucky this evening and one takes you out for a whirl! Might I suggest you look under the dress? Because they can't tell the boys from thе girls here! Come and see why Misbehavin' Maidens like to call their cathouse tragedy! What a curious sight! This female selection is not quite perfection. It's like biting into a bitter confection! At Cathouse Tragedy.

There's a female Asian Albino who has a prosthetic eye. And if you approve it she'll gladly remove it. If you’re bored of the usual, she has an extra hole for you to try on.

Don’t be alarmed by the girl with no arms. She's actually quite a treat. And if you wanna she'll peel your banana, she's bloody good with her feet! If you get lucky this evening! And one takes you out for a spin! You don’t know where these girls have been!

Come on in to the cathouse! They have pussies of every kind! They have black, white and yellow, and red ones! And only one or two are feline! Sure they smell like cheese and they're full of disease. But just think of the money you'll save!


Don’t Sail There No More is a cover of a traditional shanty with lyrics twisted by the Misbehavin' Maidens themselves.

Misbehavin' Maidens used to sail to Hogwarts but they don’t anymore. A lass there wanted some magic they had some of that on board. One of the female students got ahold of their wands because she wanted magic. That’s why they don’t sail there anymore! Master gave Dobby a cock sock. Now Dobby is free!

We used to sail to Gallifrey but they don't anymore. A lady asked Misbehavin' Maidens for Time Lords. They had somе of those on board.

5/5*****!!

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Belles of Bedlam - Folked Up! album review

Belles of Bedlam - Folked Up! is a raunchy sexy provocative folk album with adult themes. Belles of Bedlam - Folked Up! has a vaudevillian twist to traditional and original folk music. The variety of moods rand from playful and irreverent to sweet and melancholy. This album is now out of print and is considered to be a rarity among fans of folk music.


I’ll Drink to That! is one of those crazy songs to drink beer to. When life gives you comedy or tragedy, we’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”.

Now if you’re like most of us raised, then you must have started your drinking with beer. Belles of Bedlam learned how to flirt with the lads at the bar and to sing out a toast for all friends near and far!

When burning desire has got you quite vexed. When in need for a partner has left you perplexed. Just grab a fine cider and ring your own bell. The use of your own hand will satisfy well!

The young men all eager to do what they should. If they could just do more than just only look good. Let rum’s sweet elixir distract from your plight. At least a good bottle might last through the night!

Now vodka is the best thing for mending a heart. Especially a broken heart or a sad heart. Just open a bottle and toast your new start.

Now whiskey’s the best choice for sending off kin. For toasting their stories of virtue and sin. We’ll drink, laugh and weep until we’re all good and tight. And if it’s a good wake it’ll end in a fight! We’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”

When life gives you comedy or tragedy, we’ll tap another vat. Raise your voice with mine and say, “I’ll drink to that!”.


Strike the Belle is a cover of a traditional shanty with lyrics twisted by the Belles of Bedlam.

There is a second mate so steady and so stout down on the quarterdeck and walking about. Dreaming of  the girl he loves so well. He is wishing he could go ashore and strike the bell. Belles of Bedlam wish that second mate would hurry up and strike the bell! So they tell him, “Strike the bell, second mate, and let us go below. You haven’t done your duty ‘till you’ve made a belle yell.”

Aft at the wheelhouse, the cabin boy stands. 2 of the members of Belles of Bedlam are warming his hands. If he fails to please them, they’ll send him straight to hell. So if he knows what’s good for him, he’ll strike strike the bell. A sailor lies with on his hands and knees trying hard to please one of the members of Belles of Bedlam.


Granny’s Advice is about sex education. Their grandmother (granny) was very helpful when it came to sex education. While the title may seem innocent, the song is sexual and provocative in nature.

The grandmother of the Belles of Bedlam was all warm, sweet, and fair with sparkling eyes like diamonds, and silvery locks of hair. She was nice and gave them good advice. But she hid a vixen’s heart underneath her sweetness. And so she’d impart her wisdom from time to time. That woman was a tease to say the least. She’s such a whore!

When the Belles of Bedlam were little girls, their grandmother taught them about the spot between the stomach and knees. She told them where to touch and said to practice every night because no man on earth would ever take the time to do it right! She knew just what to do. She gave them good advicе about the man in her canoe. By thе time the Belles of Bedlam were 8, they knew just how to masturbate.

Now cleaning was a chore that seemed to always take all day. Belles of Bedlam rushed to finish up the job and rub the dust away. While wiping down some bottles, their grandmother gave a sigh and said, “If you stroke your man like that, you’ll get it in your eye.”

Their grandmother knew how to do the job. She loved to polish up that knob. She said, “Lass, just scrub it in, because it’s lovely for your skin.” Their talking caused the boys to run and leave them far behind. Their grandmother told them, “Dearest girls, men find you such a bore cuz talkin’ isn’t what you should be usin’ your mouth for.” Their grandmother explained to them, “My reputation’s growin’ from the men that I’ve been blowin’.”

The evening of the wedding day where one of the members of the Belles of Bedlam got married, she ran up with surprise when her husband dropped his trousers and showed his ample sized penis. She went and told her grandmother just why she had to run. Her grandmother said, “Get out the way, my dear. I’ll show ya how it’s done.”

As for their grandmother, she’s such a whore! Her husbands often left her because she screwed them half to death. And then there came the day when their grandmother so deathly ill. She pulled them very close and gave them her final wisdom to instill. And with what was her final breath, she whispered with a groan, “To keep your sweet and true, give him another hole to bone. That costs extra but not with me!”

Their grandmother them good advice such as where to hide their sticks. She’d teach old dogs new tricks. Their grandmother never worried about whether folks got married or not. They will always love her so.

5/5*****!!

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Anjali – Anjali album review

Anjali – Anjali is a calming smooth ambient acid jazz album with a touch of electronic music and production. Fans of jazz and electronic music will enjoy this album. Her songs use Middle Eastern influences and Bollywood sounds from India.


Lazy Lagoon is one of those beautiful ambient songs which are hypnotic to listen to. The song captures a mellow groove behind some major notes. The song that showcases Anjali's talent, range, and depth she is truly capable of. This is an acid jazz highlight.

Anjali takes off her shoes in her lazy lagoon which take her to the blue with these tired dreams of hers. It’s time for her to take it to the blue with this broken soul of hers.


Arabian Queen uses cinematic imagery and scenery to capture the story of an Arabian queen who dresses provocatively and has a harem. The song uses Middle Eastern influences and Bollywood sounds.

An Arabian queen is right on the scene riding along in her cinematic dream. She is the queen of this harem. She got her veil on and is feeling serene. Arabian highs bear the sundown sigh. Let's gather round the hookah. Blowing circles to the sky. Arabian dreams everybody seems. That swinging girl of sin holds on her heels with her jewel-encrusted gown and her belly swinging brown. She sold all her sins and everybody sways through the hazy days.With rubies on her toes everybody knows. She's the queen of the sand. The desert and the land.

This Arabian queen is cocooned in silken shrouds and jasmine scented clouds. She's the queen of the harem. You know who wears the crown. She teases and she sleazes. You know it never ceases when she does her voodoo. Sweet as almond honey. A lick of chunky monkey. She's sticky like jalebi.


Strawberry Mousse explains how love withholds Anjali. The love she had wanted sent her to heaven. Love just seemed to be a minion in another time. Everything she ever did came back to haunt her and everything she ever was became sand. By the time she was slowly floating, the angels sang.

If you want to know Anjali, you gotta show her what you know. It's a feeling she is dealing with. It's love that withholds Anjali. She is fizzing up nicely with Plutonium beats that define her style of music which is acid jazz.

She has got some mochomo cake and strawberry mousse which will make your heart quake. Ooh she's a liar. A waxen with the scent of pariah. She took it all to Venus City where the girl showed a whole lot of pity. Don't beat around the bush and dethrone her. If you want to shame her, blame her. But she left her soul for the sugar in the body bag. The angels didn't like that.

Strawberry mousse and mochomo cake killed her heartache thanks to the aid of Neptunian beats and Plutonium beats that define her style of music which is acid jazz.

Anjali sold her soul to the sandman. And if the grains in the earth couldn't feed her land, she is walking through dark lands and the angels let go of her hand. Love just seemed to be a minion in another time. Everything she ever did came back to haunt her and everything she ever was became sand. By the time she was slowly floating, the angels sang.

These lyrics explain how Anjali sold her soul and displeased the religious figures.

She sold her soul to the sandman
And if the grains in the earth
Couldn't feed her land

I'm walking through dark lands
And the angels let go of my hand
And love just seemed to be a minion
In another time
And everything I ever did
Came back to haunt me
And everything I ever was
Became sand

By the time I was floating
Slowly floating
The angels sang


Mistress Of Disguise is a mid tempo lounge jazz song about a deceitful woman who often disguises her true identity and intentions.

How many times does it take to say goodbye? How many moves has the mistress of disguise made?And if a cyclone rules my heart. Deceit is sure to loot the past.

If she ever could control, he is swimming in the green and gold.  It's a pagan lust with her brown cocoa skin. Silver glistens as the palm trees whisper her name. His hand in her heart beat until there is no time. Just space.

How many times does it take? How many moves does she make? And if that cyclone rules his heart, let it all just drift away. Just left this ceaseless life. And tell him what to say and it seems that he will never get it right and it's all because the mistress of disguise.

5/5*****!!

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Anjali – The World Of Lady album review

Anjali – The World Of Lady one of those left field acid jazz album with a touch of electronic music and production. Fans of jazz and electronic music will enjoy this album. Now most of the album is calming and ambient. Her songs use Bollywood sounds and influences from India and Pakistan a lot more than her previous album did before.


Asian Provocateur is a provocative acid jazz song with Bollywood sounds and influences which is about a provocative Pakistani Indian woman who is a lover. This provocative Pakistani Indian woman is from Mithi which is a city and the capital of Tharparkar District in the Sindh province of Pakistan.

If he only knew a provocative Pakistani Indian woman sat alone. And if his mother knew the things she was doin' to him. She is giving him soft loving in Mithi by a Mithi style of love. They let the lovin' flow from the head to the toe. You've gotta put the butter on it. Let the coffee stew.

If his mother knew, she'd tell him that they’re through. She said that this salacious provocative Pakistani Indian woman is the devil woman. The lady from Hades.


Rainy Day explains the mixture of emotions Anjali experienced on a rainy day.

On this rainy day, Anjali feels the moon spill drift to silver grey. She would like to feel the sun but it's too late on this rainy day as my heart still beats in the crowded streets with its solemn beats echo solitude as distant peaks that washes over her and steals the peace.

It's like the sun was never hers. It took away the silver lines on clouds that broad into the mind and throw it all away. And the grains of time repossess her and all mankind. A fragile entity that breathes inside on this rainy day. It's like the sun could never see this life that breathes so endlessly. A mellow daze that captures her and throws it all away on this rainy day.


Anjali explains to men how you can never have a girl like her on with the song Seven X Eight.

If you let Anjali go, you're gonna end up lonely. And if you really know, that's your folly. That’s your own fault because you'll never have a girl like Anjali ever. Because Anjali is the best you'll ever have. She can vouch for that. So don't come to her with your broken heart. She won't mend it. She’ll just wring it out. You made a big mistake.

Now what you need is to look for your redemption. You made a big mistake. Don't look at her. Take a look at your reflection. You can search from Jupiter to Io. You'll never find another girl like her because she the hot, lickin', kickin', lustin' empress.

5/5*****!!