filmmaking / creative tomfoolery / geek pursuits
Walk on by…
Crawl to daddy.
‘Cause when love is gone, there’s always justice / And when justice is gone, there’s always force / And when force is gone, there’s always Mom
in glorious 4:3 video
Bedroom Glich Pop
Like Roy Orbison singing over Vangelis… remixed by Dan the Automator.
Maybe We AreMaybe we are all membersOf an orchestra that is merelyTuning upAnd our curious trailsAre random scalesFor a music that hasYet to begin-Tom Waits
dutch yodel-metal. Another example of the 70’s giving zero fucks.
We came, we saw, we kicked its ass.
spring rain at the end of my youth
Maken’ everyone look like ants.(Buy it)
Sunday is trash night and the spring rained little by little. The next morning as everyone went to work the bags piled on the sidewalk were heavy, slumped in dark circles near lamp posts.(Buy it)
Now I am not sure who to send it to.
African guitar licks are like the sun. (Buy it)
Tryin’ to get in touch with my mind… (Buy it)
You ain’t got a license to kill bookies and today I ain’t sellin’. So take your flunky and dangle. (Buy it)
Our hero trains for battle in the rain…
All this work, got to keep the focus… (Buy it)
Blues ain’t nothing but a good man feeling bad… (Buy it)
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