The Dirtbombs are playing in scenic Toledo tonight. Normally, I would be excited about such a great band playing this shithole. I should be shouting and dancing up front like a respectable music fan. No. I do not want to be social. I do not want to mix with "associates" or people I have to make up some kind of small talk with. Apparently, this...
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Dead Condors is my serious side project. Everything sounds like a drunk preacher spitting the gospel over what sounds like a poorly recorded and inept Throbbing Gristle. The cover of the album is a glamor shot-style photo of a drag queen doing a mean Carol Channing. I never said my head was screwed on right. What is interesting is that I have actually sold four...
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Anyone with a social security number has earned a bullseye. Thank god I'm obese. My brother isn't. When the draft comes, I'm taking him to Canada. Has any great nation throughout history preserved itself through conquest and greed? None whatsoever. For a time, they are mighty...but it won't last. Nothing changes. Maybe if I try to be a better person there will be something there...
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judas:
i'm sorry. i really should have thought it through and wished thee an unhappy birthday. for you are evil. and you do lie. and if you should die, i might be slightly sad, but lo, i would not cry...
i love thee, whiskeyfightpit. you are a blessed soul.
i love thee, whiskeyfightpit. you are a blessed soul.
boheme:
Dilaudid for all for Xmas!!
I come out of mourning and what do I see but the twin pornography of Hardee's Monster Thickburger and giant inflatable Santa atop WalMart.
I am going back.
Hugs & Kisses!
I come out of mourning and what do I see but the twin pornography of Hardee's Monster Thickburger and giant inflatable Santa atop WalMart.
I am going back.
Hugs & Kisses!
I think I'm just rolling through existence on neutral. Sure, I may be doing and saying things but I'm not really there at the same time. The days fly past and I'm just a spectator.
"There is more to life than books you know, but not much more"
I can't seem to get a good rhythm going with my TreadClimber that I paid handsomley for....
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"There is more to life than books you know, but not much more"
I can't seem to get a good rhythm going with my TreadClimber that I paid handsomley for....
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lilmissmorbid:
Happy dayafter
Happy dayafter
cutriver:
Impressive soundtrack. I have often wondered whether working in a record store and having to listen to music all day would gradually cause me to resent it...
These days I'm reluctant to put on music at home unless I can turn off all the lights, unplug the phone(s), lock the door and give it my full attention - all of which is only usually possible a couple of times a week.
*sigh*
I am intrigued by your get-fit for money scheme. I too am trying to figure out the best exercise routine, and it had not occured to me that it might also be lucrative!
These days I'm reluctant to put on music at home unless I can turn off all the lights, unplug the phone(s), lock the door and give it my full attention - all of which is only usually possible a couple of times a week.
*sigh*
I am intrigued by your get-fit for money scheme. I too am trying to figure out the best exercise routine, and it had not occured to me that it might also be lucrative!
Three things have kept me from this site
Morrissey concert
Wedding and Reception
Drug and Alcohol bender
Morrissey's band were sporting the Jobriath t-shirts. It was on a sunday and he sang EVERY DAY IS LIKE SUNDAY. He gave a look in my direction when I screamed "SING SOME JOBRIATH, STEVEN". Everyone else was just randomly screaming I LOVE YOU or whatever. It was interesting...
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Morrissey concert
Wedding and Reception
Drug and Alcohol bender
Morrissey's band were sporting the Jobriath t-shirts. It was on a sunday and he sang EVERY DAY IS LIKE SUNDAY. He gave a look in my direction when I screamed "SING SOME JOBRIATH, STEVEN". Everyone else was just randomly screaming I LOVE YOU or whatever. It was interesting...
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trixel:
I hope you are well, mr. 
the oxidated crucifix
in the kitchen window
looming like a house pet
in a jar of solution
to clean
it's fear
or maybe it's regret
I can't ask for what I want
be curious
overstayed welcomes
hands on gold persuasion
to drain
it's less likely to sting
thick skinned
tight lipped
the oxidated crucifix
it's fear
there is no wrong choice
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY...
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in the kitchen window
looming like a house pet
in a jar of solution
to clean
it's fear
or maybe it's regret
I can't ask for what I want
be curious
overstayed welcomes
hands on gold persuasion
to drain
it's less likely to sting
thick skinned
tight lipped
the oxidated crucifix
it's fear
there is no wrong choice
SOUNDTRACK OF THE DAY...
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cheech:
we need a BOZ SCAGGS - ELTON JOHN DUET! ! ! ! !
apostrophenow:
Y'know, I just noticed your lengthy profile on the right here...
You must be the happiest mother-f'er I know.
You must be the happiest mother-f'er I know.
The NW Ohio lunkheads just aren't willing to look like anything other than "Super Duper Cock Of The Walk". Down to just about every thing they say and do. And it's not all of their faults that they are being polarized. We, the male-types, have got all of this silly ass pied piperings being dropped like food rations on our gulliable brains. Outlets like Maxim,...
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binkymcqueen:
papa needs a novax and an old 15 watt gibson 2x10...
papa needs a novax and an old 15 watt gibson 2x10...
nocontrol:
Gang of Four and Helmet. Brilliant.
Gimme a good Nick Cave recommendation. I have Murder Ballads. What's beyond that?
Gimme a good Nick Cave recommendation. I have Murder Ballads. What's beyond that?
Sometimes I have to live in fiction just to get through the day. The horrors and other unpleasant realities can get a simple buffing with just a little imagination. While the filth-covered garbage machines are pillaging through my particular pawn shop, I have to take my mind to a different land. This place is totally crunkular. Singularly crunkular I say. Ahh, where the waistline is...
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binkymcqueen:
Yes I understand the whole living better through fiction scenario...all to well my friend......hell, the first time I read ..And the Ass saw the Angel I fancied myself walking around in Amish garb plucking out old Partch tunes on a solitary cello for no one but me......hope all is good with you friend...or at least better then you think it is.....we are firmly in "nesting" phase and hard work.....you would be amazed how many layers of shit you can peel off the walls of a home built in 1835.......carry on
Yes I understand the whole living better through fiction scenario...all to well my friend......hell, the first time I read ..And the Ass saw the Angel I fancied myself walking around in Amish garb plucking out old Partch tunes on a solitary cello for no one but me......hope all is good with you friend...or at least better then you think it is.....we are firmly in "nesting" phase and hard work.....you would be amazed how many layers of shit you can peel off the walls of a home built in 1835.......carry on
cheech:
I will reach the Point of Know Kleenex Left if Kansas tours!!
PLAY THE GAME TONIGHT, my WAYWARD SON!
PLAY THE GAME TONIGHT, my WAYWARD SON!
What do you get when you fall in love? You only get lies, pain, and sorrow."
Some of you frisky kids reach out to Senses Fail, Brand New, or My Chemical Romance to ease yer silly little suffering....you need to go back to suffering school. The realness was laid into stone quite some time ago. Mr. Burt Bacharach penned the little gem above. Mr. Roy...
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Some of you frisky kids reach out to Senses Fail, Brand New, or My Chemical Romance to ease yer silly little suffering....you need to go back to suffering school. The realness was laid into stone quite some time ago. Mr. Burt Bacharach penned the little gem above. Mr. Roy...
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lilmissmorbid:
Have a great weekend sweetie 
lilmissmorbid:
Yay for double posts!!!
[Edited on Sep 30, 2004 6:03PM]
[Edited on Sep 30, 2004 6:03PM]
Irish mob movies have a special place in my heart. It's the mick in me I suppose. Or maybe it's the whiskey. Even as a teenager I always romanticized my Irish heritage. To the point of buying and listening to the fuckin' House of Pain cd. If that aint dedication baby, I don't know what is. Found myself watching STATE OF GRACE today. Y'know good...
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chiquitabonita:
no, unfortunately this name change was not prompted by music. thank god for destructive cinema...
lilmissmorbid:
Happy humpday sweetcheeks
Some of you fellow space cadets came by the journal to offer your various pieces on my little situation. I want to thank you for your positive words. It tells me I'm working in the right direction, for the most part. That's the best any of us can do, I suppose. Improving upon ones life while improving the quality of life for those around you....
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trixel:
RJD2 and DJ Shadow aren't related except that they are competing on the same turf. If you like them both, then I recommend Jel, Sixtoo, and Fat Jon.
noted. thank you!
noted. thank you!
boheme:
why not indeed, my whisky fighting friend . . .
I'll take Robutussin over real life anyday -- fun for the entire family . . .
dogz are pack animals, and they want to sleep in the fire circle with their pack members . . . so, there's no bonfire in the bed, but it works . . . long ago when dogz were domesticated it was because Cro-Mags found it more pleasant to be warm and protected than exposed to the elements and feeling lost without an edge . . .
I have a story about sleeping with coyotes out on the High Desert . . . in my next shout I'll lay that one down for you . . .
dogz & furniture . . . bitter apple, my man . . .
I'll take Robutussin over real life anyday -- fun for the entire family . . .
dogz are pack animals, and they want to sleep in the fire circle with their pack members . . . so, there's no bonfire in the bed, but it works . . . long ago when dogz were domesticated it was because Cro-Mags found it more pleasant to be warm and protected than exposed to the elements and feeling lost without an edge . . .
I have a story about sleeping with coyotes out on the High Desert . . . in my next shout I'll lay that one down for you . . .
dogz & furniture . . . bitter apple, my man . . .
"I Want The One I Can't Have" THE SMITHS
Why doesn't this situation get any easier with age? Shouldn't ten solid years of female indifference and humiliation build up some kind of adamantium exoskeleton that would permit me to not be so sad when this comes around? It's all just as hard as the first time. The only difference is that I'm not bitter towards...
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Why doesn't this situation get any easier with age? Shouldn't ten solid years of female indifference and humiliation build up some kind of adamantium exoskeleton that would permit me to not be so sad when this comes around? It's all just as hard as the first time. The only difference is that I'm not bitter towards...
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nocontrol:
Upon the sand, upon the bay
"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...
I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...
Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...
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"There is a quick and easy way" you say
Before you illustrate
I'd rather state :
"I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am"
And Sorrow's native son
He will not smile for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh ...
End of the pier, end of the bay
You tug my arm, and say : "Give in to lust,
Give up to lust, oh heaven knows we'll
Soon be dust ... "
Oh, I'm not the man you think I am
I'm not the man you think I am
And Sorrow's native son
He will not rise for anyone
And Pretty Girls Make Graves
Oh really ?
Oh ...
I could have been wild and I could have
Been free
But Nature played this trick on me
She wants it Now
And she will not wait
But she's too rough
And I'm too delicate
Then, on the sand
Another man, he takes her hand
A smile lights up her stupid face
(and well, it would)
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith in Womanhood
I lost my faith ...
Oh ...
Hand in glove ...
The sun shines out of our behinds ...
Oh ...
[Edited on Sep 12, 2004 3:37PM]
kurtz:
dude, i think this shit is getting contagious......
never let the fleshboxes around you dictate how you approach life man...it is not fucking worth it--i broke my back for years trying to be a nice guy...and the most i could manage out of that was mr fucking shoulder to cry on at 2 am....When you talk about hello bookshelf-I relate to that..before June all I had was my job, more records then god, and books..books are great friends, there when you need them and quiet when you dont( yeah, I ripped that off from hank rollins-sue me) The esscence to me anyway--is being a nice guy on my terms....I look fucking hard-like sunshine and dust have been wedged into my eyeballs....until I smile-then i look either dangerous or like a creampuff...and that is just fine for me.....the only thing that ever corrected what would have been a spiral straight to the ground was finding redemption in those books on my shelf...and then of course i found my match...my partner..and i suspect you will as well....as for the death from above...i really did not care for it...sounded like a few dudes trying really hard to be fucking crazy and avant..but again i felt the same way about nurse with wound....so take that with a grain of salt....and fight the good fight brother...
I went ahead and tributed you in the Threwad. Seemed like the right time to do it.