subRosa – die Wiedergeburt? (18. November 2006)
Langsam tut sich wohl etwas. Nach langer kreativer Pause könnten sich subRosa demnächst wieder zusammensetzen, um der Welt neue Klänge zu schenken. Ingo…
Heimat von die_socke und anderem Kleintier
Langsam tut sich wohl etwas. Nach langer kreativer Pause könnten sich subRosa demnächst wieder zusammensetzen, um der Welt neue Klänge zu schenken. Ingo…
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