QUITE FRANKLY? this is my personal collection of little tidbits which are true and dear to all the pain and fear over the years- past to present day... the beautiful things, shiny rings, all of those written pages, chord changes and even half mast attempts to sing.... these are just a few when nothing else better will do.. so? who knows if its true but... one might even be for you.
History repeats itself---
. . . . LOADING
Live? Live in a Mirror? -n- also on the streets of Germany -n- Spain, which i enjoyed pretty much all the tyme.... the special moments were each -n- everyday when you realize where you are -n- wander "how the hell did i get here?"
Lou Barlow amazes me with his singin/songwritin...He's my Elvis.. besides that, pretty much all the sound that i hear or have heard throughout tyme while i (-n- everybody is) under the musikal influence of those little waves that echo threw out this crazy thing called... life?
A spanish guitar played by a drummer, A beautiful black ES-135 Gibson, Various junk collected along the way -n- a notebook which i am starin at right now this very fricken moment which leads me to believe i am a addicted....
I am not 100% sure exactly what it means but sometymes, when it's late at nite and x-specially on Tuesdays (-n- i really do wander? if it could just only bee??) en Spain i cannot help but think... Si? Me, MySelf, -n- i? really do think, therefore? We all possibly just might bee...
A Bi-Polarized-Hollow-Gram...
