The real world is angering me. I try my best to live outside its tedious constraints, i am sure that when i was born someone must have decreed that i would have as little as possible to do with it. But occasionally it goes outside its remit and strays into my domain and then commences to jump on my fantasist feet. Get your tanks off of my lawn reality, or goddamnit and goddamn me i will find a way to tear you apart!
I need a drummer. And i would like some brass too, a saxophonist, maybe a trumpeter. These commodities are rare where i am. Another thorn in what is becoming my somewhat overpricked side.
Harrumph.
What I REALLY need, and soon, is a rich benefactor, a fan of the rock and roll arts willing to help fund my voyages into the noisy unknowns. Sadly, such characters seem to have dies out a long time ago. I am not only in the wrong reality, i am in the wrong time too.
Moan over!
I need a drummer. And i would like some brass too, a saxophonist, maybe a trumpeter. These commodities are rare where i am. Another thorn in what is becoming my somewhat overpricked side.
Harrumph.
What I REALLY need, and soon, is a rich benefactor, a fan of the rock and roll arts willing to help fund my voyages into the noisy unknowns. Sadly, such characters seem to have dies out a long time ago. I am not only in the wrong reality, i am in the wrong time too.
Moan over!
tai_:
There needs to be a networking site for people with exciting plans and rich benefactors to meet up 
tai_:
All is well so far. Nothing too exciting to report.