12 people loved thebibliovore’s jam Tainted Love
Into Steve Gibbs, Sonmi451, Ambient Landscape, Witxes…
“A dweller on the streams, handy the confluence of MIXCLOUD SOUNDCLOUD & THIS IS MY JAM, I make occasional day trips to… (edit…) Now up & running on GODS JUKEBOX & LETS LOOP”
Into Siouxsie and the Banshees, Blondie, The Beatles, Nena…
“Interests: Computers, History, Music, Reading, Writing, Architecture, Science Fiction.... Songs from the 50's to recent. Loved My Jam. Sad to see it go!”
Into Janis Joplin, Pink Floyd, David Bowie, Cat Stevens…
“Never stop looking for what's not there.”
Into Historyteacherz and Julia Fordham, Historyteacherz and 'Til Tuesday, Historyteacherz and Nena, Historyteacherz and The Beatles…
“Interests: Science in the borderline of religion, Philosophical walkabouts in the forest, Music and history joined together, Programming, Books, Films.”
Into James Brown, Bob Dylan, Gladys Knight & The Pips, 4 Non Blondes…
“I live in B.C. Canada, in a town that a Canadian band of the 70's and 80's was named after.”
Into New Order, David Bowie, The Stone Roses, Tubeway Army…
“My Jamhistory: http://thatwasmyjam.sharpshooterlabs.com/user/RW104/jams or visit/like facebook: https://www.facebook.com/DeDuizelendeDuizend”
Into The Doors, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Lou Reed, Tom Waits…
“I was under the impression that i would never grow old.....FUCKIN' LIARS!!!!”
Into Bruce Hornsby, Etta James, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Sting…
“We moved to LetsLoop.com to keep the party going. The Jam is dead. Long live The Jam. Thanks to the ppl behind the scenes for keeping the party going as long as you did.”
Into The Beatles, The Killers, Tame Impala, The Smiths…
“Follow me on Letsloop (MrBrightside). "The sky is full of dreams, but you don't know how to fly". Goodbye This Is My Jam.”
Into Led Zeppelin, Broken Bells, Yeah Yeah Yeahs, The Black Keys…
“Popular culture no longer applies to me.”
Into The Ronettes, The Smiths, The Velvet Underground, The Beatles…
“The egg cracked, let out, spill over, sliding into, shaking vision, battered corks, moody shouts despair in all directions, leafing through undergrowth of bounty barred from letters and rhythms, purch…”