Mysterious Semblance At The Strand Of Nightmares
11.17.06 (8:51 pm) [edit]So I'm sitting here changing guitar strings while listening to Tangerine Dream's Phaedra, a collection of gurgling synth noises recorded back in the '70s by some German guys who named songs stupid things like the title of this post, and I'm wondering to myself:
Why does pussy avoid me like the plague?
Surely there must be some reason.
Love and some serious gawdawful geekitude,
Dougie
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A - the guitarist/bassist in my band - is a huge Yes fan, but has never heard Chris Squire's Fish Out Of Water, which I regard as One Of The True Lost Masterworks Of Progressive Rock. So I'm copying it for him.
My above point so richly and profoundly proven, I remain,
Dougie
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Old Silvertone guitars have METALLIC DOGSHIT for bridges.
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"It could be a spoonful of coffee
It could be a spoonful of tea
But one little spoon of your precious love
Is good enough for me
Men lie about that spoonful
Some cry about that spoonful
Some die about that spoonful
Everybody fightin' about a spoonful
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful"
- Willie Dixon
It's late, I'm drunk, and I need that spoonful.