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Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation (Dave solo) - DMBLive The Bayou, Washington, DC 04.10.1993

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Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation - 05.05.1995 Live Trax Vol. 12: L.B. Day Amphitheater

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I love when people talk about their Ocs but please when it comes to commissions try to keep it simple for us artists! 人(_ _*)

We're fine with images done in Picrew or collages, but most of the time we only need the visuals: Character appearance, pose and expression to be drawn.

If you're unsure about what you'd like drawn, then you can tell your artist the appearance of the character and a bit of their personality; and based on that the artist will come up with their own illustration. But if you don't want to risk receiving something random, then maybe it is best to not commission the artist yet.

But I don't know if this is just me... But usually, when a client is this demanding they are either very strict with what they want... but at the same time pay the cheapest commission I can offer (￣.￣;)

And sometimes they complained the comm doesn't look "neat" enough and use some other work of mine for comparison... but, it's not even the same type of order lolol

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Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation - DMBLive Trax Nightclub, Charlottesville, VA 07.28.1992

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Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation - Trax, Charlottesville, VA 02.22.1994

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ah... prima che il mondo fosse l’arca...

Typical situations - Dave Matthews Band (1994)

Ten fingers count we have each Nine planets around the sun repeat Eight ball is the last if you triumphant be Seven oceans pummel the shores of the sea

It's a typical situation in these typical times too many choices It all comes down to nothing

Six senses feeling Five around a sense of self Four seasons turn on and turn off I can see three corners from this corner Two is a perfect number But one

Everybody's happy, everybody's free We'll keep the big door open And everyone'll come around Why are you different, why are you that way If you don't get in line we'll lock you away It's a typical situation in these typical times too many choices We can't do a thing about it

ho appena imparato che il testo della canzone qui sopra si rifà alla poesia A prayer in the pentagon, di R. Dederick:

Nine planets, Sir, endlessly circle, Sir, one yellow star among Sir's galaxies: Pluto Neptune Venus Jupiter Saturn Uranus Mercury Mars and this- this watered and this aired this favored one where all that crawl and swim and fly and run that drove and swarm and herd and flock are in with tooth and leg and lung and claw and fin created clothed and colored are by Sir Eight colors (counting white) Sir's rainbow makes when whiteness on Sir's broken waters breaks arched over tidal blue and branching gray and grazing green and foaling brown down and away with gorsing yellow glow and honeyed hay and petalled blush and mottled winging whir; the limpid eyes each of Sir's colors wakes dark-irised are and cleared and curved by Sir Seven tossing seas Sir's pent-up lands divide where silver shoals in aching green-ness glide turn suddenly and dart and flatly lie break surface plunge and from each other hide and stare as though by staring they aver what sweet surprise had widened each wide eye that once looked early on creating Sir Six senses there were then in us who were salt-tasting all along the salt-scented shore who felt crust cool and looked on shrinking sea and heard gull-cry on draining estuary and found back of these five a something more a sense of self and back of self--Sir Five fingers though (counting a thumb) were what we mostly were aware of as we fought Sir's elements and cleared Sir's forests and sought creation-wise new metalled ways to go by spinning wheel and wing off runway. So? Four quarters of our world began to grow too few and of Sir's yellow star we thought equations scribbled bubbled in retort distilled its hot explosive secrets. So? Three questions pose themselves now as we wait: did Sir not know how to end what Sir began? Or could we choose? Or did Sir always plan? Two hands of ours to bring us soon or late bent to destroy what the hands of Sir had wrought One day when we and all our world are brought to Nought?

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ah... quando il mondo era l’arca....

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Dave Matthews Band - Typical Situation - 06.20.2009 Live Trax Vol. 35: Post-Gazette Pavilion