Hellbent, Hellbent For LEATHER. I rather enjoy this Judas Priest song. What I enjoy more is large groups of auto mechanics questioning their sexuality and crying as the god of machismo LET THE GOOD OLE BOYS down. Go have another Strohs and rape your nieces, you redneck fucks...It was a sad goddamned day in the mullet candyland when Mr. Halford took the Cream over the Sugar. I like Judas Priest a whole lot more now.
Prostitution is the most honest and worthwhile occupation in the world today. Personally, I would rather pay a woman for sex than have to talk and finesse my way into bed. I really don't care where some girl works or what books they enjoy. I don't want to hear about their fucking families or whatever trivial pastime they are into. Everything is black or white with me. I hate lying and pretending to care. Am I an asshole because I speak like this? I don't believe so. Maybe the divorce rate and depression rates would decrease if everyone dropped the "giving a shit" facade and got down to some goddamned sex. So many people form quasi-caring relationships just for the purpose of a live in fuck. Why put on the fucking show at all? I am not a cold or callous person but I am pretty honest and forthright.
I think my being born in America was some kind of punishment for something I did in a past life. I just don't fit in or understand most people I've met or read about. I hate television, shopping, going to the movies, hanging out in bars, amusement parks, churches, schools, waged labor, and any other form of consumerism and childish social statuses. If that makes me look "anti-social" or an "angry young man" in the eyes of most, than thats fine. I don't feel upset or angry most of the time. All though I do have some Lee Harvey moments when I'm cleaning my long range Remington and/or playing Grand Theft Auto. Just kidding....maybe.
I need a Hindu cult I think. Some serious monk-like isolation and reflection.
Any heavy metal bands out there need a hard drinkin' roadie?
No work today but I got some serious music listening under my belt.
Faith No More
Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
Mission Of Burma
Harry Nilsson
The Gossip
Napalm Death
Neutral Milk Hotel
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Mad Season
Robert Johnson
Gang Of Four
QOTSA/Desert Sessions
Shudder To Think
Songs
hia
13th Floor Elevators
Bee Gees
Wilco
Motorhead
Beach Boys
Cherry Valence
Descendandts
Jonathan Richman
Soundtrack Of The Day
T-Rex "The Slider"
and when I'm sad....I slide
Prostitution is the most honest and worthwhile occupation in the world today. Personally, I would rather pay a woman for sex than have to talk and finesse my way into bed. I really don't care where some girl works or what books they enjoy. I don't want to hear about their fucking families or whatever trivial pastime they are into. Everything is black or white with me. I hate lying and pretending to care. Am I an asshole because I speak like this? I don't believe so. Maybe the divorce rate and depression rates would decrease if everyone dropped the "giving a shit" facade and got down to some goddamned sex. So many people form quasi-caring relationships just for the purpose of a live in fuck. Why put on the fucking show at all? I am not a cold or callous person but I am pretty honest and forthright.
I think my being born in America was some kind of punishment for something I did in a past life. I just don't fit in or understand most people I've met or read about. I hate television, shopping, going to the movies, hanging out in bars, amusement parks, churches, schools, waged labor, and any other form of consumerism and childish social statuses. If that makes me look "anti-social" or an "angry young man" in the eyes of most, than thats fine. I don't feel upset or angry most of the time. All though I do have some Lee Harvey moments when I'm cleaning my long range Remington and/or playing Grand Theft Auto. Just kidding....maybe.
I need a Hindu cult I think. Some serious monk-like isolation and reflection.
Any heavy metal bands out there need a hard drinkin' roadie?
No work today but I got some serious music listening under my belt.
Faith No More
Jon Spencer Blues Explosion
Mission Of Burma
Harry Nilsson
The Gossip
Napalm Death
Neutral Milk Hotel
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Mad Season
Robert Johnson
Gang Of Four
QOTSA/Desert Sessions
Shudder To Think
Songs
hia
13th Floor Elevators
Bee Gees
Wilco
Motorhead
Beach Boys
Cherry Valence
Descendandts
Jonathan Richman
Soundtrack Of The Day
T-Rex "The Slider"
and when I'm sad....I slide