KING OF KINGS...
...after the "big" break-up...you always look for tunes that don't remind you of that past lover and good times, but, instead...you search for songs that otherwise remind you of the disparity of you're own existence...AND NO...Morrissey does not count, and should be prohibited there on, until everything is kosher enough for a rabbi to eat wild like a flock of red banana...
...so, Sunday's date looked better than she did in the pictures...went to a bar we both liked...we both got up to dance to a remix of the Clash's "Rock the Casbah"...she gave me an big brick or two that i could have pounded on front of her...but it would have been the usual 1st date for me and a bad omen...always happens in 3's...so i will wait until the 3rd week if she should let me touch her legs like that again...
...and so, with this past relationship gone just like any other one...i started off anew with a shot of something fresh out of my old collection...Echo and the Bunnymen...can't believe i missed out on "Heaven Up Here" after all these years of listening to "Crocodiles," "Ocean Rain," the self-titled album, etc.
...still performing today with only two original members left...Ian McCullough's vocals still melt whatever frosting is left on the cake...and that warmth, that tenderness, still provides a blanket even on the most crystal days...
...the "King of Kings"...yes...this tune makes me sort of happy these days: "I'm the king of kings wearing broken wings, I've lost my crown. The world so far below and all I really know is that you don't look down..."
...and this is reminding of everything i know so far...and Ian McCullough is far too pretty to sing songs of the pity i feel right now...and that's why i's listening.
...after the "big" break-up...you always look for tunes that don't remind you of that past lover and good times, but, instead...you search for songs that otherwise remind you of the disparity of you're own existence...AND NO...Morrissey does not count, and should be prohibited there on, until everything is kosher enough for a rabbi to eat wild like a flock of red banana...
...so, Sunday's date looked better than she did in the pictures...went to a bar we both liked...we both got up to dance to a remix of the Clash's "Rock the Casbah"...she gave me an big brick or two that i could have pounded on front of her...but it would have been the usual 1st date for me and a bad omen...always happens in 3's...so i will wait until the 3rd week if she should let me touch her legs like that again...
...and so, with this past relationship gone just like any other one...i started off anew with a shot of something fresh out of my old collection...Echo and the Bunnymen...can't believe i missed out on "Heaven Up Here" after all these years of listening to "Crocodiles," "Ocean Rain," the self-titled album, etc.
...still performing today with only two original members left...Ian McCullough's vocals still melt whatever frosting is left on the cake...and that warmth, that tenderness, still provides a blanket even on the most crystal days...
...the "King of Kings"...yes...this tune makes me sort of happy these days: "I'm the king of kings wearing broken wings, I've lost my crown. The world so far below and all I really know is that you don't look down..."
...and this is reminding of everything i know so far...and Ian McCullough is far too pretty to sing songs of the pity i feel right now...and that's why i's listening.