The dog with his head out the window, mouth closed, the wind folding his jowls and exposing his clenched teeth like he was growling at the hot sun. He’s been like that for the last 150 miles, 65mph winds shooting through his nose and exiting out his ears. Wonder why the dog don’t get hit with any of these bugs that splatter against my windshield. Ah cheez, talking to myself. Five hours of driving through the middle of nowhere and I’m loosing it. Ha funny, the dog just looked at me, he knows.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Journey further
He walked in a circle backwards to get where he started only to find that what he thought was the point of departure was no different than any place he had already been. He found this to be quite confusing as he had been traveling forward for quite sometime and spent just as good amount of time going backwards. He still had no idea where he’d been or where he was going but had gained quite a bit of wear and tear for his troubles.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Whats in my ear these day's
The Heavy: combines, Jazz, Soul, Reggae, Rock, Rhythm and Blues with a little New Orleans dixieland Jazz. Really great live band.
The core of the group, guitarist Dan Taylor and vocalist Kelvin Swaby, became friends in 1990 when they bonded over vintage R&B and Jim Jarmusch films. The other members of the band are drummer Chris Ellul, bassist Spencer Page, and keyboardist Hannah Collins. Visit thier site...The Heavy
Give it a listen....Live Shock Sessions performance!
The core of the group, guitarist Dan Taylor and vocalist Kelvin Swaby, became friends in 1990 when they bonded over vintage R&B and Jim Jarmusch films. The other members of the band are drummer Chris Ellul, bassist Spencer Page, and keyboardist Hannah Collins. Visit thier site...The Heavy
Give it a listen....Live Shock Sessions performance!
Longing for those summer night's
Man, what a time can be had on hot summer nights, everybody coming and going from every which way, north, south, east, west, their jamming their foot down on old rubber, blasting to get some place cool.
Don’t matter if it’s four, eight, six, flat, slant, inline, it’s gassed and ready to run. Hoodlums and chicks, they dig it like that, fast and furious waiting on that flag to drop and rubber to burn.
Chilling and grooving to finger snapping sounds that are out of this world. Wrenching and benching under mid summer nights, Daddy-O it don’t get no better than that.
Don’t matter if it’s four, eight, six, flat, slant, inline, it’s gassed and ready to run. Hoodlums and chicks, they dig it like that, fast and furious waiting on that flag to drop and rubber to burn.
Chilling and grooving to finger snapping sounds that are out of this world. Wrenching and benching under mid summer nights, Daddy-O it don’t get no better than that.
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