Easter bloody long weekend..
… when all is closed but the 7-fucking-11…….
[ I have had 6 slurppees in the last 24 hours…I am pissing pure sugar….Thank you! come again….gack!]Everybody is so fulla shit…
-Janes Addiction.
I dont care if you dont want Me
’cause Im yours anyhow……
– Screamin’ Jay Hawkins.
Man is not man, but wolf to those he does not know…
-Plautus [ 3rd.c.Bc]
HOWLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.
-M.Madden 04′
I think that it feels great to feel your feelings hard ’cause at the end of it all maybe that is all you have…… As all readers of this esteemed drivel know I am about as cool as roadkill….Roadkill with the sars virus?. Being cool smokes cocks and it looks uncomfortable….. kinda like an emotional visible pantyline?…ahhhh! sweet digression!!! Where would I be without you?.
About here…
All the answers to life are contained in “Appetite for destruction” By Guns and Roses and do I look like I am trying to be fucking ironic? […Bumbles off .Tripping over shit that is not there,yelling at inanimate objects……muttering ” Fucking heathens…assholes….”]
Had a fucking brilliant time at The Annandale on Friday night Thanks once again to The Hard ons/ Front end loader/ Demolition High style…. Ta!…[ Big Pete K? The hardest working drummer in rock…G’on…Argue with Me! The man is a fucking machine!]… and as I was moshing myself into near dehydration with a brotherly arm thrown across my back by this really cool guy with a green mohawk who stuck his whole HEAD in the the monitor at one point [ Bless!] I felt the wholeness of not only the sonics but how RIGHT it feels to be able to adore something greater than the sum of all you are or will ever be. A perfect fucking moment.
And they are as rare as rocking horse shit as we all know…..
I love being in the flannel clad front line, I live to be a fan. Why the hell WOULDNT you want to be in the thick of it? You have the rest of your life to keep quiet.[ UNLESS YOU ARE ME…SNORT! ] I need more tea so hold on as I skank my way to the kitchen to the mighty Fishbone [ A sadly underrated band..They kinda got sucked under in the swell that the Red Hot Chillis left in their LA wake when they were still the rockin’…Anthony and co usta open for these guys!….check em out.] I am in a ska kinda mood….gotta be” Message to Rudy”…Wahhh!!!!! I am chilling to the best mix tape! I love The Specials.Wah! Dexys!!!”Jackie wilson says…”
Bugger it! I am gonna get up and do my stupid chicken dance in front of Mikeys kit!!!!.Who ,by the way is freaking me out at the moment with his decorating ideas, He has shaved his head again…always a stormy sign….wants everthing out of the house ‘cept his kit…I think this includes me as well…a bit creepy to be sure….. but…. fuckin’ drummers man? What are ya gonna do?
We gotta jam tonite so best I wake up….. I think that what I am attempting to say [Going back to what I started with….pft!….I really suck at staying on one subject….] is that being a fan is a rare and fragile state of grace. If it lasts a single or a 50 album back catalogue.So be it….for that one precise moment? Well, you know the rest… At 3am its all you got except for the suicide help line.
I know that I am not the only person who has a 24 hour soundtrack running in their head…..sans discman….
I would rather be Jack Black in “High Fidelity” than Jennifer Annersion in “Friends” if you are surfin’ my wave here……
CD change hold on…..All Ska’d out.!.
NWA!!!!! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
So there I was…Pit happy and so were all the people round me and I dont know what it is…could be some kind of zen state that there is no word for..or you can make a word up…I am quite fond of doing that……but it is so fucking Palpitable! So there!!!! When I am being cocky [ “Madden! My office NOW!!!] I dig saying that ” If it dont make me wanna fuck, fight or do my body weight narcotics then its heading for beer coaster territory…” [ not that anyone ever listens to me when I am doing one of my 3 hour desertions on “Funhouse” ‘cept maybe Blackie…heh…]
But even that is shit to a degree…All of it is valid in one way or another…legal aural drugs that dont make every pig within a fifty mile radius wanna whip out the plastic gloves…. and it gets you there…..Highly addictive and leaves track marks all over your heart. [ AND ITS FUCKING LEGAL! YES!!!!! ].. or what ever you have got residing in that ribcage of yours…….
To whit…..I have just listened to “The End” by The Doors 4 times in a row…pathetic huh?
NO!
Fans are always standing outside. We have our noses pressed up against the glass of the window of the house of “WAHHHHHHHHH” [ Ya gotta imagine Iggy doin’ that at the beginning of “TV eye” track 3 on “Funhouse” 4 min 17 sec….] that rock built and do ya wanna know somthing? It feels great and speaking for my most unruly self I would not have it any other way.
Just got an E mail from the force of nature that is Miss Sheila. 50 profiles up!Wahhhhhh! Big girlie boner! Thank ya’ll so fuckin’ much. Keep roping in your friends and be deserving of my eternal gratitute….Welcome to JC and the Kansas Sikfuk family.Well AllllllRight!
Delux is working his skinny yet oddly appealing butt off and we all have callusus from typing too much [Well, that is my excuse and I am stickin’ to it….snigger….] but it is cool knowing that Tourettes is spreading like cancer! Looking forward to the 16th. Mikey showed Me the set list the other nite and half of it is new songs. Hope I dont fuck up too bad! I keep changing the names of the tracks…and the I am not even gonna tell ya some of the things that my boys call them!….so please be patient with me.Or not…up to you!
So….. I guess that I will write before then….. but I will catch ya on the 16th.
Easter? Wadda ya fuckin’ want? Have a fuckin’ egg……
Later
SF4L.
Michele.
