THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRLS IN THE WORLD SMOKE CIGARS...
...sometimes think that there is something very beat about john cougar...don't really own any of his records on cd...but sometimes i don't mind his music...he has an interesting face to look at, but he's no bob dylan even when rolling stone still casts his picture every now and then to let people know that he's still alive and wrote a few good songs...love "the walls come tumbling down" song and sometimes "jack and diane" gives me a reason to cry when i'm feeling really bored...
...speaking of "jack and diane"...was just thinking that the song needs to be remixed...i would recommend taking a duplicate track of his voice and speeding it up a bit to the point where it sounds like alvin and the chipmunks and adding in a slice of hendrix's "are you experienced" every 30 seconds or so...just the guitar chop after hendrix shouts "...so, are you experienced?"...
KARMA...
yes, yes...still a very strong believer in karma...and as much i am very fond of that ex-redhead of mine...one of the few things that we could never agree on was the concept of karma...
...but...i cannot out-wit karma no matter what i say or do...shit always tends to come back even after you've sprayed the room...
...so, i was slipped an extra twenty by the cashier at my bank the other day...had to give it back, not becuz of the fact it's a federal offense to keep money that is not yours, but, damns...didn't want to see that girl lose her job over an innocent mistake...times are hard, man...and lots of lies has only made this suffering economy what it is...
THE HITCH-HIKES...
...during times like these...wish i wasn't thirty-something, wasn't stuck to a mortage and had no rent...
...live on the road, man...that's how kerouac survived, but he was younger then, and finally got published with the last ten years of his life to endure...
...AND...i tend to envy some of my friends that are so much younger than me these days more than ever...for, there is so much more about this earth to explore...so many beautiful faces to study...while some of us tend to forget...america is not the only hope for dreams to run wild...
THE BASEMENT...
...i read dreams...all of their words...hitch-hiked across this nation and sometimes overseas...best friend spent sometime living on the empty streets of new york walking without nothing...the other one made a split to las vegas working retail...
...i went to one crap city to another nightmare of empty dreams... i spent too much time in ohio...
THE BASEMENT PT. II...
...best gift i received this year was a bunch of paints pushed into a little box...a mp3 player to help me get through long ten hours shifts of computer noise to the eyes...
THE BASEMENT PT. III...
...a framed post-card of bukowski's "hollywood" covers up the hole in the wall over the anger i felt during the first time i fell in love...and i knew that i fucked it up...but, that is just my luck...what part of "fucked" do you not understand?
THE BASEMENT PT. IV...
...feel like a foreigner in this wild world where i was raised... while, some of those somalian girls look great...maybe i'd be much better off with a lover who cannot understand my language...
...then again, that's what led me to where i am in the first place...
...the most beautiful girls smoke cigars...
...sometimes think that there is something very beat about john cougar...don't really own any of his records on cd...but sometimes i don't mind his music...he has an interesting face to look at, but he's no bob dylan even when rolling stone still casts his picture every now and then to let people know that he's still alive and wrote a few good songs...love "the walls come tumbling down" song and sometimes "jack and diane" gives me a reason to cry when i'm feeling really bored...
...speaking of "jack and diane"...was just thinking that the song needs to be remixed...i would recommend taking a duplicate track of his voice and speeding it up a bit to the point where it sounds like alvin and the chipmunks and adding in a slice of hendrix's "are you experienced" every 30 seconds or so...just the guitar chop after hendrix shouts "...so, are you experienced?"...
KARMA...
yes, yes...still a very strong believer in karma...and as much i am very fond of that ex-redhead of mine...one of the few things that we could never agree on was the concept of karma...
...but...i cannot out-wit karma no matter what i say or do...shit always tends to come back even after you've sprayed the room...
...so, i was slipped an extra twenty by the cashier at my bank the other day...had to give it back, not becuz of the fact it's a federal offense to keep money that is not yours, but, damns...didn't want to see that girl lose her job over an innocent mistake...times are hard, man...and lots of lies has only made this suffering economy what it is...
THE HITCH-HIKES...
...during times like these...wish i wasn't thirty-something, wasn't stuck to a mortage and had no rent...
...live on the road, man...that's how kerouac survived, but he was younger then, and finally got published with the last ten years of his life to endure...
...AND...i tend to envy some of my friends that are so much younger than me these days more than ever...for, there is so much more about this earth to explore...so many beautiful faces to study...while some of us tend to forget...america is not the only hope for dreams to run wild...
THE BASEMENT...
...i read dreams...all of their words...hitch-hiked across this nation and sometimes overseas...best friend spent sometime living on the empty streets of new york walking without nothing...the other one made a split to las vegas working retail...
...i went to one crap city to another nightmare of empty dreams... i spent too much time in ohio...
THE BASEMENT PT. II...
...best gift i received this year was a bunch of paints pushed into a little box...a mp3 player to help me get through long ten hours shifts of computer noise to the eyes...
THE BASEMENT PT. III...
...a framed post-card of bukowski's "hollywood" covers up the hole in the wall over the anger i felt during the first time i fell in love...and i knew that i fucked it up...but, that is just my luck...what part of "fucked" do you not understand?
THE BASEMENT PT. IV...
...feel like a foreigner in this wild world where i was raised... while, some of those somalian girls look great...maybe i'd be much better off with a lover who cannot understand my language...
...then again, that's what led me to where i am in the first place...
...the most beautiful girls smoke cigars...
merlowe:
Immmmmm Back and glad to see you still giving us all you got!!