HEROIN DEALERS (that look like Ric Ocasek)
WHO FORGOT TO LOCK THE PUMA CAGE?
NIPSY RUSSELL'S BLUES
NEAL SCHON'S BLUES
BATHING INVALIDS (TERPENTINE)
UNDER THE BLEACHERS
SMALL DICKS AND BARBITUATES
"I'LL TAPE IT!"
My friend from the Air Force is in town. Should be a few cops to punch out along the way. I heard they were getting the linen out for our stay in the drunk tank. For as much as I hate the "mo fucken" police, they are very considerate once they have you wrapped up in their legal system. Shit, I can't even get someone to prepare my linen at home!!!
Okay, job of the day is to write lyrics to those song titles above. It's up to each and every one of you to provide this in the journal response. Just pick one and hack away at it. I promise not to steal anyone's creative properties.
Cheech is a saint. Thanks for the package, mandingo. This Don Cherry has me pop-lockin' as we speak. I'll get back to you when I finish the tape. I'm sure that it is spun gold.
MAKE UP LYRICS TO ONE OF THE ABOVE SONG TITLES, PEOPLE!!! LET'S GET STUPID!!!
If anyone has a copy of DeSade's 120 DAYS OF SODOM, please feel free to send it to me. I'm also trying to secure a copy of Pasolini's SALO. The unrated version. Maybe my newfound interest in all things savage and decadent could be explained by my discovery of two musical artists: Agoraphobic Nosebleed and Today Is The Day. Hell, that can't be the case. I remember having my older cousin rent me a copy of Caligula back in junior high. He seemed like the most interesting motherfucker in ancient Rome. Well, off to Bowling Green to rent decadent foreign films. Remember, make up some lyrics!!!
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
The Advantage
Def Jux Vol. 2
Saul Williams
Nick Cave "Tender Prey"
WHO FORGOT TO LOCK THE PUMA CAGE?
NIPSY RUSSELL'S BLUES
NEAL SCHON'S BLUES
BATHING INVALIDS (TERPENTINE)
UNDER THE BLEACHERS
SMALL DICKS AND BARBITUATES
"I'LL TAPE IT!"
My friend from the Air Force is in town. Should be a few cops to punch out along the way. I heard they were getting the linen out for our stay in the drunk tank. For as much as I hate the "mo fucken" police, they are very considerate once they have you wrapped up in their legal system. Shit, I can't even get someone to prepare my linen at home!!!
Okay, job of the day is to write lyrics to those song titles above. It's up to each and every one of you to provide this in the journal response. Just pick one and hack away at it. I promise not to steal anyone's creative properties.
Cheech is a saint. Thanks for the package, mandingo. This Don Cherry has me pop-lockin' as we speak. I'll get back to you when I finish the tape. I'm sure that it is spun gold.
MAKE UP LYRICS TO ONE OF THE ABOVE SONG TITLES, PEOPLE!!! LET'S GET STUPID!!!
If anyone has a copy of DeSade's 120 DAYS OF SODOM, please feel free to send it to me. I'm also trying to secure a copy of Pasolini's SALO. The unrated version. Maybe my newfound interest in all things savage and decadent could be explained by my discovery of two musical artists: Agoraphobic Nosebleed and Today Is The Day. Hell, that can't be the case. I remember having my older cousin rent me a copy of Caligula back in junior high. He seemed like the most interesting motherfucker in ancient Rome. Well, off to Bowling Green to rent decadent foreign films. Remember, make up some lyrics!!!
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY
The Advantage
Def Jux Vol. 2
Saul Williams
Nick Cave "Tender Prey"
VIEW 12 of 12 COMMENTS
a saint had become a stripper
im not so devout but when i meet someone that beautiful
(in that uncanny way of beauty that is so compelling)
if i so much as make eye contact with a saint
(i cannot ever completely free myself)
a longing for unattainable sublime beauty
(but i still pray in my numerous private erotic moments of profound self-doubt)
i may become rutted in orthodox sainthood
but i admire someone who would never
if she wasn't working in another part of the world
i could entertain some expensive fantasy
maybe she does it as pennance?
in which case i would not add my insignificant eyes to her sufficiently weighted
i talked to her mother today on the subject of geneology(homicide, suicide, ?)
is every stripper that beautiful in someone's mind?
when she lived in a normal town did she have dangerous boyfriends?
i wonder if she will ever return
in her cycle of adventures
will the beauty be impaired? enhanced? elusive?
if she gave me a photograph
i could be ecstatic for a while and perhaps miserable later
the paradox of imagination frees and embroils
[Edited on Jun 02, 2004 3:14AM]