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Christmas Hats Party Presents Blues Christmas Hats Party Presents Blues
Practice song, for Christmas, deliberately keeping my blues out of it to see what happened. Thankyou if you like it. This version has an edit to the way it was originally published earlier today.
Impossible To Reason With Psychopaths Blues Impossible To Reason With Psychopaths Blues
Also called Should Be In Prison Blues or Bad Options Blues.
False Accusation Blues ( Again ) False Accusation Blues ( Again )
I'll come back to this later, as this time it's me that is busy. It's the standard defend myself against total strangers' lies, except that I improved the riff a little.
Think Like They Do As They Abuse Me Blues Think Like They Do As They Abuse Me Blues
Slow blues sung in person, deliberately on my part, mimicking the words used by my murderous detractors.
You Got Me Smoking Blues You Got Me Smoking Blues
No, telepathic credit fraud hasn't left. Easy to grab attentions if threatening police, property, name and word, sanity and sexuality, if a gang thing, for gang things, apparently. Priceless, and not my problem.
06 10 13 Sitting Like Buddahs In Judgement Blues 06 10 13 Sitting Like Buddahs In Judgement Blues
Corny standard stuff. Waves of contemptuous cool and overbearing acting weight are slowly being reduced to mere noise and threat.
All In Your Mind Blues All In Your Mind Blues
Apparently the strangers on my 'case', who obviously will always be irrelevant to my life, have been playing Devil's Advocate for years, a clever coward bully slander, that is, it seems, a favour to me.
29 09 13 01rotten luck blues 29 09 13 01rotten luck blues
I don't have a kindness. My computer just keeps saying stranger pig cowards and liars. If any real police read this, my apologies, but whoever the pack of bastards talking me are, well, you know them, your problem,your trouble.
I Needed An Excuse To Collect My Notes Blues I Needed An Excuse To Collect My Notes Blues
This is a song about irrelevant people to me, and a kindness on my part. The notes are for their eyes to open, or humour. This is first thing of a morning ....
Shovel It Out Fast As They Can Shovel It Out Fast As They Can
This may not be up for long so grab it now all the be in with the in crowd foxes at my expense and sweat and confusion and doubt and stress and pain.
Conveniently For Strangers In A Natch I Can't Win Conveniently For Strangers In A Natch I Can't Win
The strangers attacking me have now lied my blues is somewhat sane but the associated posts are insane. They likely have a game of memory loss going. I'm still a tradition apparently, for happy hatred, and not just they.
Worst Blues Player In The Whole World Worst Blues Player In The Whole World
I found some tapes from 1995 when I was literally being described as the worst busker ever by persons unknown. They are still unknown, and they are still denigrating, though backtracking.
Never Talk To Them AC-DC Blues Never Talk To Them AC-DC Blues
This is what I might be playing if unknown persons left me alone. They never tire of how clever they are I'll bet. Perhaps they think my exposure is a ticket to doors in this part of Perth?
Nothing Like Revisited Nothing Like Revisited
I did this about twenty times back at 16 05 13. Instrumental on a wore guitar.
Prepare To Defend Myself Blues Prepare To Defend Myself Blues
Another from my backlog, this 23 05 13, of me defending my name and property from what I can only assume are the local thugs dressed up as new men for their good old boys (girls?) spy club .....
The Strangers On Me Are Psychopaths Blues 616016 The Strangers On Me Are Psychopaths Blues 616016
Another from my backlog, this 21 05 13, of me defending my name and property from what I can only assume are the local thugs dressed up as new men for their good old boys (girls?) spy club .....
It's A General Feeling Get Get Gone Yet No Proof B It's A General Feeling Get Get Gone Yet No Proof B
Baking The Blues None Keener Old Radio Blues Baking The Blues None Keener Old Radio Blues
This is from 18 05 13, or there abouts, part of my backlog. I have to maintain a shield because for certain hate me strangers every word they utter is a point to their stilettos.
Lost That Thought Memory Game Blues Lost That Thought Memory Game Blues
Still not a clue who the spying telepathic pychopathic bastards sitting on my every second are. Their other latest lie. Their 'conviction' there is a 'case' and maybe I had a right to be a busker but .. and then it gets very vague indeed ...
