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    BH Cosmetics FLUTTER, Admiral
    Verleihe deinem Eye-Look einen zusätzlichen Hauch von mystischem Zauber mit Flutter - False Lashes. Diese veganen synthetischen Falsies sind ultraleicht und bieten so ganztägigen Tragekomfort. Jeder Style fügt sich nahtlos in deine natürlichen Wimpern ein, mit einem Effekt, der zu jedem Abschnitt deines Abenteuers passt. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen. Kann bis zu 15 Mal wiederverwendet werden!Erhältlich in 3 Styles:Monarch: wispy, ausgestellte Wimpern mit einem starken und gleichzeitig alltagstauglichen EffektPainted Lady: spitz zulaufende Innenwinkel für einen perfekten Cat-Eye-EffektAdmiral: Längere Wimpern in der Mitte mit einem natürlichen Doll-Eye-EffektTeil der kompletten Doja Cat x BH Collection.
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Ghost Pepper
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Scorpion Sting
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Nightshade
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Absinthe
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Sub-Zero
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    BH Cosmetics Poison Shock Lashes, Venom
    Flash a fatally fabulous stare with Poison Shock - False Eyelashes. Diese veganen Falsies sind den ganzen Tag über angenehm zu tragen und bieten Styles von dezent bis hin zu schockierend. Mit Wimpernkleber auftragen.Absinthe: Ultralang mit kürzer zusammenlaufenden Augenwinkeln, um einen spiky, aber dezenten Effekt zu erzielenGhost Pepper: Wispy mit mehr Länge an den äußeren Ecken und einem weichen, augenöffnenden EffektNightshade: Dramatisch mit vollem Volumen für einen augenöffnenden EffektScorpion Sting: Einzigartig mit Criss-Cross- und Cluster-Details für einen ultra-edgy EffektSub Zero: Federleicht mit Criss-Cross- und Curl-Details für einen natürlichen und gleichzeitig beeindruckenden EffektVenom: Edgy mit ausgestellten äußeren Ecken für einen winged-out Effekt
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    Wispy
    Wispy: ab 9.99 €
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    Chatelaine Saloon
    Listen up, cowboy: Former leader of the band Taconite Haven. One solo CD, Chatelaine Saloon from 2004...there is a new recording rumblin' 'neath the floorboards at Underwood Studios. It'll creep out of the darkness in mid-2007. There may be some shows, but till then, it's just a late night rumor. The falcon has recorded and produced albums for Big Ditch Road, Martin Devaney, Bob McCreedy, Tom Feldmann, Hojas Rojas, Inwood Radio, House of Mercy Band and many more. The folowing is a review of the most recent record: Mark Thomas Stockert Chatelaine Saloon Eclectone Records (2004) I always tell people that if they're reading an album review and the writer goes on and on about the packaging, that's a pretty good sign that either he/she hasn't really given the release a proper listen or that they did and it was so bad, offensive, or just plain boring that the CD jacket was the only thing about it worth mentioning. In the case of Mark Stockert's latest, Chatelaine Saloon, neither of those options hold true. Yeah, the CD IS in one of the sweetest packages I've ever come across, either on an indie or a major release, a triple-gatefold with groovy, velvety material covering the outer skin, but for once a label (in this case, Martin Devaney's relatively new outfit, Eclectone) has actually put as much effort and TLC into an album's look as the artist did it's feel. And believe me, this record is chock fulla FEEL. Singer/songwriter/guitarist Stockert surrounded himself with a whole passel of expert musicians, vocalists, and fellow songcrafters for Chatelaine Saloon, an album that holds the rare distinction of containing music that's so timeless, so universal, so wholly AMERICAN, that, despite the fact that much of it is played on or through electric instruments, it could easily be stripped down to it's bare, acoustic essentials and make just as much of an emotional and psychic impact were it to be performed live at an 1874 frontier saloon, a Depression-era porch pickin' party, a backwater 1950's revivalist tent, or a hip modern folk club. Kicking off with the dreamy, rolling licks of 'Cowboy Song,' (Not a cover of the Thin Lizzy rocker, but astute pop music fans will notice that several of Stockert's song titles recall classic hits of the past, including 'He Don't Love You,' 'Oh Daddy,' 'Wild Thing,' and 'Hush,' but you can rest assured that the tunes on this album are all originals) a melancholy hopin' song with jagged guitar riffs and simple but drop-dead-gorgeous lines like, 'I wonder if I'll ever be married to a girl with bright, shiny eyes/And I wonder if I'll ever be married to sunshine and blue skies...' Stockert immediately establishes himself as both a musician and a wordsmith who's working the same dark, mysterious artistic soil as ex-Son Volt frontman Jay Farrar, Will Oldham, and Jayhawks co-founder Mark Olson. 'He Don't Love You' (yes, I keep wanting to add, '...like I love you, if he did, he wouldn't break your heart...' too, but that's NOT this song, dammit!) has a loping, cow-poke groove and features happy-blue honky-tonk piano and lines that reference that instrument as well: 'White Cadillac, long saloon/Drives you back from my mind too soon/But like a nine-fingered whorehouse honky-tonk piano player without a knack...he don't love you the way I do/But I won't love you if you don't want me to...' Stockert sometimes sings in a deep, lonely voice, sometimes in a tragic, near-whisper-though his utterances are always clear and concise-and on first listen, these songs seem almost too understated to grab you by either the heart or the balls. But take my word for it, after your second listen, you'll be hooked. 'Oh Daddy' oozes out on grainy slide guitar, weird bell sounds, and a dire banjo/guitar line, a hypnotic road trip song for some slightly off-kilter traveling salesman with scotch on his breath, a statue of Jesus, and (to paraphrase Jon Dee Graham) a small dark spot in his trunk that just won't go away. 'Light Me Up' unfolds over a minor electronic maelstrom and a half-drunk/half-holy chorus of partners-in-crime, then jumps the rails to morph into a catchy, keyboard-driven cow-pop nugget that'd sound equally at home between 'Dark End Of The Street' and Mark Eitzel's 'Fresh Screwdriver' on a mix CD. Superb songwriting, an easy-going, kinetic relationship between the players, and honest, no-bullshit production make this album a sure bet for a lot of local year-end Best Of 2004 lists-and recent positive reviews in such esteemed publications as No Depression hint that this whole project might be a lot bigger than either Stockert or Devaney could've hoped for. 'Chicky Boom,' my personal fave from this collection (and that's a tough call, because I really do like every song on here), kinda drips outta your speakers at first, like the last couple of reluctant drops from a morning-after bottle of whiskey, Stockert talk-singing the first lines in that weary, devil-may-care-but-I'm-not-sure-I-do-anymore tone of his. And just when you think you're gonna sink back down into the depths (not that you mind sinking, by this point) the tentative pickin', weeping steel guitar, and choppy drum beats coalesce into another beautiful, bibulous half-waltz and Stockert's voice picks up like Deputy Festus on the old Gunsmoke T.V. show after Miss Kitty'd pour him a closing time shot on the house: 'Chicky-chicky boom, yeah!' 'Devil' finds Stockert and his 'House Of Strange Sounds' players (a take-off on the handle of his pals, The House Of Mercy Band, the line-up includes Dave Downey, Jim Hauf, Dave Schultz, Jimmy Peterson, Peter J. Sands, Brian Fessler, Brian O'Neil, Eric Luoma, Steve Murray, Adam Wortman, Darin Wald, Alicia Corbett, and Kevin Pinck) trotting out a Creek Dippers-esque ramble about personal demons and searching for a place (inside?) where 'the devil's got no hold on you...' 'Wild Thing' features more stump-preacher banjo, strange, disembodied voices, and that rollicking honky-tonk piano. And it's got about as much in common musically with The Troggs' nugget by the same name as Ton Loc's wacky hit did. But then again, this record's not about '60s psychedelia, fuzzed out garage guitars, faux rap, lifted samples, fashion, or funky cold Medina. It's about capturing a FEEL, like I said before. And that's exactly what it does. Lots of feelings, to be accurate. Like Jessco, The Dancing Hillbilly and The Dashboard Saviors once said, it's about love, sorrow, hatred, madness ... and anything else that might be boiling just beneath that shiny surface you allow the rest of the world to see. You might not find any answers here (Stockert's clearly still searching himself), but if you're not touched by the raw humanity and the genuine passion running through Chatelaine Saloon, you probably never knew the questions in the first place. The final track, 'Hush,' moans it's way deep down into your ears with sad slide guitar, wispy acoustic pickin', and Stockert's cracked, broken voice summoning up the ghosts of Hank Williams, Nick Drake, and The Scud Mountain Boys simultaneously, literally putting the proverbial cherry on top of this batch of well-crafted, heartfelt, spiritual tracks. And although the album (or it's author and players) never can seem to make up it's/their mind(s) about whether this is a beer-soaked, bleary-eyed Saturday night drinkin' record or a 'damn-I-can't-believe-I-did-that-shit' Sunday morning confessional, by the time you've reached the end your soul makes that decision for you. The cool thing? It's different every time. Try it yourself- and whether you end up with the perfect soundtrack for creating future regrets or one to live them out with, there's no doubt you'll dig the music along the way. Available in all your finer local mom-n-pop record shops. Chicky Chicky Boom!!
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    Cardinal
    Profile Weathered Ivan Cardinal feels like sitting on a back stoop somewhere watching the light appear and travel the sky and slowly fade away. But it is more than a day. It is a shadowy and luminous journey through many seasons condensed into forty minutes. The album's tracks arcs a reflective and introspective landscape, an intimate look at the struggle of battling the tide of oneself and the outside world. It is a confession of weakness, recognition of futility, all rimmed by a declaration of triumph. Minneapolis songwriter James Waller, in collaboration with multi-instrumentalist Jon King, is Weathered Ivan. Each track on Cardinal is a chapter. Each chapter is a conversation someone is having with themselves and the listener is standing in the hallway unbeknownst, witness to the overt meditation. Tracks WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE is a slow, steady, numbing tromp that attempts the impossible escape from oneself. The chorus is a wispy interlude breaking the dark stride, floating like a leaf that near the end of the song spirals intensely, finally resting on the unresolved question of "what do you believe?" THESE WALLS lumbers through a sterile and dark landscape. Percussion like distant thunder rattles as a cello weaves a haunted curtain that drapes the composition in muted light. The resonant whispered vocals plea with the listener to not deny the social inequities existing within the lies broadcasted to the masses. The song ends with the sounds of a child's music box, subtle reminder that the world of possibility is not gone but has been covered by the ash of fires burning. LOVE WE NEED takes a bright departure from the previous tracks, a jilted high-stepping montage of guitar and horns. The instrumental rays of light are during the verses juxtaposed by the story of a tired and defeated self, moving into a chorus of clarity begging to see the 'love we need'. The steady pace of the song feels like someone trying and trying again the same things over in an attempt to reach lucidity, when a commitment to honesty and love is the true antidote to any pain. SOMEDAY is the smoke blown from the mouth of a man with a handlebar moustache, who smiles and beckons to you to see what's behind a stained velvet curtain. The mildly abrasive swing styling, along with a suspicious organ under lay, sends the message that the truth is not evident and cannot manifest itself in anything. The gravely vocals warns the listener of the imminent dumbing down and homogenizing of society. Someday we will all be the same, or someday we'll break free if we can learn to open our eyes. BE HERE TONIGHT rolls in and out like sparkling waves smoothing the edge of a rock. The crisp bright cymbals shuffle the seconds along as the guitar melody lolls gently in the background, punctuated occasionally by light-filtered crystalline rays of piano and organ. The chorus roars in with an admittance of love like a long drawn shade torn from a window. SUN'S LAST RISE is an epic composition of concession. A reflection on the struggles emerging from within and those that push down from the outside. An ominous and dreamy backdrop of guitar and organ provides scenery of lost recesses of the mind. The placid vocals create an assured mixture of acceptance and victory, the song ending with the feeling of being tucked in to bed - peaceful, but never knowing if you'll wake. WHEN'S MY TIME GONNA COME is a determined rock 'n roll song with a punchy backbeat. It moves like a spoked wheel on an asphalt road, propelled round and round by the guitar lines, flashing light and shadow. A slightly twangy track questioning when one will get what's deserved framed in a dusty, yellowish 8mm film-like hue. RAINY NIGHT is red velvet. It is a rose petal brushed across a bruised neck. A lonely, sultry ballad that wanders through basement bars and rain soaked streets. The saxophone plays call and answer to the lamented crooning of a jilted promise of love. It is a wish, a prayer, a confession written with blood on a silk veil. LET THE FIRE BURN is a slow motion high speed chase across a mile long lift bridge at night. The siren sound of the guitar trails blue in the distance as the chase towards another heart takes place. The whispered vocals of the verses are the words of an outlaw, all chances will be taken, the methodic backbeat - the words of a man with nothing to lose. The chorus softly erupts in an illumination of the dark corners of the world, the bridge rising just in time to leave the blue lights behind and the headlights free to seek what it desires. MANUFACTURED METAL is propelled down the line between two chords on the acoustic guitar, the snare drum stamping down the beat. It is the monotonous work of life. The punching in and out of the good and the bad and the perseverance evidenced in the act of putting one foot in front of the other. Electric piano vibrates in the background like sunlight poking through a canopy of trees, only the yellow leaves breaking the plane of vision. With a sudden turn of the head towards a beautiful bird cutting through the light and the shadows, the drone is broken and the listener is released.
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