September 19, 2015
Roadhouse Blues. I had a strange experience when I recorded this. As if I were channeling someone, out of the corner of my eye, There Stood The Spirit of OLIVER STONE dancing around, directing my every note and action calling me to a higher power, the power the power of of ..??.???
September 18, 2015
Methamphetamine. This is one hell of a drug. For those in the audience who pray, even an agnostic prayer, have a moment of silence for people caught in the grips of this monster. Thank.
September 18, 2015
Should I Stay or Should I Go? (rhetorical question)
September 17, 2015
About a Girl I thought to myself, ” I might as well since I am raiding the 1990’s playlist.”
September 17, 2015
a letter, a set of notes. Very weary, very tired. Lost the smile that some admired. Just a letter, A set of notes. To me and from me. About getting old Before beauty was bought and sold. No boy losing girl Losing boy His losing girl losing boy. Some in riches. Others cash without… a shred of dignity a front they tout. Very tired, Feel so very cold. I’m a liar if the truth were told. Mom put me to bed. I […]