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OK, this one’s a little harder…

After a while you’ll forget everything.
It was a brief interlude and a midsummer night’s fling,
And you’ll see that it’s time to move on.

current_music: Cake – I Will Survive

Guess the band. No fair using Google!

He’s so deep like dirty water
God, he’s awful
You’re lost, oh, where’s your daddy – it’s so awful

current_music: Hole – Awful

I feel hot & red & wired
I feel burned out like I’ve expired.
freaky dreams & you are there
with glowing eyes & burning hair &
I’m even dreaming
violent.
every nerve & every cell
they gotta fight to stay alive & well
I’m in a world of chronic
discontent
screaming metal & burning rubber
always shoving & raping & cursing each other
exploding into violence.

try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy or steal it
if it makes you feel it
we want it intense
we want our violence.
get ready to take it all the way
the things they do
the words they say it’s all so
ready to get
violent

wedding bells all pink & white
chocolates & candlelight
you & me & we make three
k/ i/ s/ s/ i/ n/ g
like a comedy
that never played quite right

it seems so easy & it looks so clean, all the
shiny happy people in the magazines
but nothing seems to mean
what it meant.
a flood of blood & a burning pain
broken hearts & throbbing brains
the message has been sent
& it’s violent

try some buy some
wheel & deal it
buy it or steal it
if it makes you feel it if
we want it intense yes
we want violence.
they’re ready to take it all the way
the things they do the words they say it’s all so
ready to get
violent
current_music: Concrete Blonde – Violent
current_mood: anxious

I’m a labyrinth of hopes and fears
Of tears of frustration and of anger
But if you can break through this wall
And search amongst it all
You’ll find a man there
Who has a heart of love
Who is afraid of getting jaded
Growing older
Who needs someone to love him
Through life’s winter
When the weather grows a little colder

You can have my smiles my tears
My wishes here’s a fortune
To adorn you
I’ll whisper in the night to you
Promise to adore and never scorn you

In my hand the grains of sand
A thousand million moments of emotion
Oh these
Oh these my dreams are yours
current_music: Rick Springfiel in my head – I’ve Done Everything…
current_mood: worried

The only website I actually pay to access is Salon. They’ve been posting some great stuff in their premium section, and I am waiting rather impatiently for them to continue the Caedmon Collection of Thomas’s poems. Meanwhile, I’m stuck in a hotel room and I neglected to burn the 3 CDs I have and bring them along. What a perfect missed opportunity to listen to spoken word works without pausing every 20 seconds to tell the boy to be quiet. Ah, well…

Off to read the daily download. TTFN
current_mood: bored

Although stuck in Tampa for 3 weeks to do one day of work, I’ve got one bright spot: there’s a new Concrete Blonde album! I was wandering through Border’s, buying something to read, and saw the new CD. The whole lineup is together for the first time since 1994’s Mexican Moon. Oh, happy day!

Of course, I’ll have to listen to nothing but air handlers and boring old men tomorrow in the tent, but at least the CD player in the hotel is getting a workout now.
current_music: Default – Deny
current_mood: happy

Hold me now
I’m six feet from the edge and I’m thinking
That maybe six feet
Ain’t so far down

Sad eyes follow me
But I still believe there’s something left for me
So please come stay with me
‘Cause I still believe there’s something left for you and me
For you and me
For you and me

This page is truly bizarre. I’ve really got to stop picking up weird magazines when I’m on business trips. WYWS had this company listed, so don’t blame me for it. Who wants a bronze replica of the Oklahoma City Federal building, post-bombing? WTF?
current_mood: amused

Listening to a strange potpourri of music lately, from J. Ralph to the Afghan Whigs to Lyle Lovett. This is from the very first Lyle Lovett song I ever heard…

Look
I understand too little too late
I realize there are things you say and do
You can never take back
But what would you be if you didn’t even try
You have to try
So after a lot of thought
I’d like to reconsider
Please
If it’s not too late
Make it a cheeseburger

Coolest thing I’ve heard in a while:

Dylan Thomas reading “Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night.”
Although, “A Child’s Christmas in Wales” is a very close second. I didn’t realize how funny Thomas could be.
current_music: Pearl Jam – Jeremy
current_mood: happy

OK, BNL have been excised. Now bopping around the near-empty office to Prince’s Peach:

She was pure, every ounce.
I was sure when her titties bounced.

She’s so cool, I’m so ugly
Only a fool
Could think she would love me.

She’s a Peach!

Ooohoo ooohooo
current_music: Prince – Peach

Hopefully by posting the lyrics I’ll exorcise this ditty from my brain this morning. Excerpt from Baby Seat by the Barenaked Ladies:

You can’t live your life in the baby seat
You’ve got to stand on your own
Don’t admit defeat
You can’t live your life in the baby seat
You’ve got to stand on your own
Don’t admit defeat

40 days at sea
Then she turned and said to me
“If we make it back
I’ll renounce Jack Kerouac
And all that romantic crap
Like I’m an artist don’t look back”

Now we’re living somewhere else
We keep opinions to ourselves
But still we seek a sneaky peek at heaven
When the working week defeats us
If you think growing up is tough
Then you’ve just not grown enough, baby

Is it wrong to hear “Stone Phillips” announced on the TV and think he should have been a wrestler?
current_mood: tired

Sexual Playground

Please work it into your conversations as possible. Thank you and have a surreal day.

From BlooJanuary‘s journal…

I must say, I’m all about being a whore. That’s important. Sex is important and delicious. You should fuck as many people as possible at all times. BUT DON’T BE DIRTY ABOUT IT.

An attitude more people need, obviously. hehe
current_mood: amused

The boy has been repeating the tagline from the latest Carl’s Jr commercial all through dinner.

Doan bodda mee, I’m eating!

current_mood: amused

Had to put in this 80s reference…

Your Smiths anthem is… “Cemetry Gates”
You aren’t necessarily the most social of the bunch, but you can relate to those with a similar mindset to yours, and those few people are important to you. You may seem gloomy, but it is actually tempered with a decent sense of what is and is not worth being gloomy about, as well as with a good sense of humor about the world in general.
“Cemetry Gates” is from The Queen Is Dead.

Take the What Is Your Smiths Anthem? Test

current_music: Linkin Park – Step Up
current_mood:

Posted By: Gary
Last Edit: 07 Mar 2002 @ 08:02 AM

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