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Gary Clark Jr might be what I've been looking for. A bluesman that makes me certain of some bright future lying ahead for us all as I listen to the Bright Lights EP. And 'Don't Owe You a Thang' plays right now as I write this morning and. It sounds something close to Elvis' first …
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Everything would be silent but I hear the noise now. The grumbling that predominated the past year has broken through the first layer of Earth as I hear the trumpets begin to play. They mark the ascension of some joyous finale, or maybe it is some epic war. And so lie the images, scattered in …
Before the stars fall tonight, Fasten your seat belts. It's going to be a bumpy ride. A legend Burning invincible Spreading across the light Splitting apart the darkest night A star, so bright She sang She danced Kept men imprisoned Stuck in an abusive trance But oh, she was lovely Capable of such love Later …
Directors Martin Scorcese and Alfred Hitchcock have made some of the most memorable and influential films in American Cinema. With the majority of his work being made during Hollywood’s Classical Era; Hitchcock eventually became famous for the signature stylistic and thematic elements seen in so many of his pictures--like camera technique, casting and music. During …
I’ve seen the Exorcist 167 times, and it keeps gettin’ funnier every single time I see it. -“Beetlejuice” While the genres of Horror and Comedy are vastly different from each other in tone, they might cross paths more so than any other two genres in American Cinema. Whether intentional or unintentional, there is an absurdity …
As the trains, they roll on by Ignorant of that gleam in you eye I thought I heard the whisper of the rain I turn around and the same passerby, gray concrete remains These tunnels, these tracks I might call home Though I heard somewhere, another light had once shone In a dream I remember …
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Reading some kind of wisdom from “The Four Agreements", written by a character out west who calls himself 'Don'. The emphasis on personal power, that great potential of the human spirit through a shifting of the mind repeatedly reminds me of Tim Tebow, who through an increasing number of wondrous comeback victories has led the Denver …
Los Angeles, CA We friends stood beneath a cold night and uncorked the festivities in a grand toast to the bare, wood-floor house out on Melrose and Western. --- December winds roll in and it’s that most wonderful time of year as Tim Tebow wins another game for the once hopeless Denver Broncos. He’s now …
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Dear Victoria, Tonight is one of those nights in which so many things seem to all come together from the far corners of the night sky. I fasted for a day and have deduced that it does indeed lead to an altered state of consciousness. And I think it may be needed in today’s world. …
In the valleys of Rimbaud Yea in the valleys of Hendrix’s Neptune In the valleys of Azure, yea I feel the winds of violet coming soon I’m on a ship that will lead to the stars I’m taking it on, to Venus and to Mars Won’t you come with me baby Won’t you sing while …
Tom Waits and violet roses. Man I want it all. Satisfaction is death and I crave the gritty night sidewalks of LA. These days I want to recall the old voices and heroes. Oh Tom Waits, you are such a man. The voice for the outcast and prideful soul. The observant soul that stares from …
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Oscar Wilde writes this morning in the preface that art is a rather useless thing, but let me put in context. He says that we can forgive a man for making something useful as long as he does not admire it, just like we can forgive a man for making a useless thing if he …
A new venture now. Marked primarily with the odd choice of fasting. I feel the body changing. Refraining from the lonesomely romantic nights of wine and the typewriter filled with the hope of what might turn out. Frustrations weren’t from the wine, however. I want to produce more and that can only come from, I …
Some kind of boom has taken hold and I fear that it will not stay. But I do not fear the fear. Fear makes me human and in touch with the waves that surround the young. It is all ok and it makes me alive. I don’t know what brought it out. This must be …
It is so dangerous to go to sleep now tonight. The proof of love’s existence, if not its mere significance lies in the first recognition of daughter by a father or son by a mother. The first recognition that is born between parent and child. Otherwise there is no other way of recognizing the child …
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Keep the night, baby Keep it going to no end Keep it forever, for our time here together It is a Godsend. When the sun went down this evening baby You know, I saw the look in your eyes. The stars rose, the pillars of heaven shone And we stared straight into the night sky. …
Blonde-haired beauty Calico nymph looking at me with a gun in your hand. Your eyes still and smile warm. Where you gonna be tomorrow morn’. Look me in the eyes, luckless lady You gonna run for tomorrow Lips narrow Be soft Be quick And remember to carry your matchsticks You told me ‘thanks for the …
Lying in the bedroom the future's hidden stone-cold expression piercing smoke filled air and with every empty kiss still you leave me breathless Your shoulder bare, lit like a child’s moon Humming softly it's late in the afternoon. Your hair, tousled & blonde, Still breathing, Searching a wandering dawn Let me have your gun, babe …
Jude clings to the hope of the cross And wants to find the meaning of it all And he finds with passing years, and at every human loss He finds solace in the new day’s dawn In the eyes of those who kill to crawl In the children of the fall Bless us all your …
I imagine my mother When she was young, she was me As I am my son. She was a searcher Passionate so Wise for her years But wanting to know more Yea you saw the yearning in her eyes And you see it now in mine Those eyes that stared deep into those of the …
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