Monthly Archives: April 2005
Left A Slide
Fender acoustic with the electric neckSeventies tele that’s too heavyRickenbacker copy twelve stringCream coloured thinline with black pick guardYellow Japanese Lap Steel, 2001Full bodied Epiphone acousticAqua and deep red Mustang reissue
Depression Part 1
What is depression?And how do you find it? Is it fear? Is it crossing the street to avoid people for no reason?Is it worrying what people may say will upset you?Is it wondering if you’re doing the wrong thing?Is it looking back and not being proud?Is it a close heart and a dishonest mouth?Is it […]
Control
A friend of mine wrote a poemAbout his early twentiesAnd the line that always gets me is“When I look back on this timeI see myself as being completely out of control” I feel like it’s slipping out of my fingers tooBut it’s not late nights and undisciplineIt’s waking up and going to workIt’s structure with […]
They put mirrors upto create the illusion of spaceThey cover plastic toysWith wooden patterned paint
“I’ve got my own double cross to bear”-Tom Waits
Life and death of…
How do Comedians stand the same jokes every night?My favourite ones all wanted to die
Magic
I might not be drunkBut I’m going to be fucking your girlfriend laterNow that’s magic
Saturday 23/05/2005
If I didn’t have a nameEverything would stay the sameExcept I would never have to talk to anybody again Wouldn’t life be sweetIf the people on the streetsWill never ever become a person you’ll meet
Lonely Boys
Tim Oxley via Lucinda Williams… Lonely boys, lonely boys Frozen dinners are thawed out by lonely boysDirty clothes are worn by lonely boys Lonely boys, lonely boysSelf destruction and lonely boysparanoia follows lonely boys Lonely boys, lonely boysSweet sad songs sung by lonely boysI ought to know about lonely boys
I lost you but…
I lost youBut I found country musicI found country music to hold me and sooth meThe way you used to do I miss youbut luckily there’s musicLuckily there’s musicto get me through I think of youEvery day of my lifeAnd every day I miss you and wonder and guessWhat you are listening to And every […]
