Being born in 1967 I grew up a child of the 70's. Empty Mateus bottles turned into candle holders with multi-colored candle sticks bought from Spencer's Gifts, incense, blacklight posters of black panthers in trees, macramé plant holders, vinyl records, color t.v.'s, flashy cars with chrome and leather couches as seats, bell-bottom jeans, Herbal Essence Shampoo, Goody combs with the big handles st
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"Michelle loves Willie""Our little Sarah""Daughters of the American Revolution""Stryper loves Jesus" and I love a girlAgainst my better judgment'Cause I feel like a squirrel...This song rings in my mind. "Bug" by Vic Chesnutt. I have no idea why these particular lyrics at this moment have hit my synapses, but they have. When I think of Vic I smile. Not an entirely happy smile. A complicated smi...
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I'm not into holidays. Especially holidays created by card companies, but knowing a certain one is coming up soon I thought of this...When I was five I had my first girlfriend. Her name was Rachel. My parents both worked and my neighbor babysat me with her daughter after school until my mom picked me up after she got home. As kids do, we played and watched Speed Racer, Kimba the White Lion, Josie
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Yes...I know...it's not hurricane season. I live in San Diego. Weather is a rarity here other than 80 degrees and sunny, but it's Winter here....and it's pretty rainy-stormy-windy-floody. This takes me back to Pensacola, Florida and being 8 years old. A hurricane suddenly changed direction and took our Navy Blue Angles town by surprise. Not that we should have been surprised. Unable to evacuate, w
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I submit that it's not what you do, but what you think that counts. Scary prospect I know...considering what we think at times, but it might be a more honest road. A road fraught with fear, pain, animal urges, as well as hope, love, and a need to be loved...what we really are, not what we want to be.I think that to deny existence of our most inner terrible, demented, fucked-up thoughts is a poison
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Furry friends and Walmart. This is what is on my mind today. I'm planning a video shoot with my super-woman-friend-DLW-Stacie Huckeba for my song "Friends Fur Life" from my Los Feliz EP in East Nashville. All I will say is that I'll be laughing my ass off the whole time. Images of bear and bunny heads, a little seediness, and little 70's and a lot of....well...you'll just have to wait and see.Now
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Aaahhh...hot and sweaty bars. I love performing in them. Packed with people, low oxygen, high humidity, swimming pheromones, estrogen, testosterone, whiskey, little on light, heavy on sound...mmmm!!!!We started late. Our drummer whilst owning a bitchin' '78 Ford two-tone truck that he bought from me and I bought from an old man in Memphis, Tennessee, is after all a '78 Ford truck. It didn't wanna
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Sitting here sweltering at my computer transports me to 1985 Hollywood, Dire Straits - "Money For Nothing" came out, I'm seventeen years old, and my first studio apartment. It was hot like this, hovering around 100 degrees, my air-conditioning unit would ice up and I would have to chisel away the ice to get the cooled air out an into my 300 square foot room. In these "olden" times, Hollywood was m
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Art and Money. The grand illusion, and the great mind fuck. We need to stop trying to put them together. Money is made by a lot of things, but art isn't one of them. It's by demand. You wanna chance at making money? Be popular. Of course you can't decide to be popular. You are chosen. Popularity by itself does not even guarantee financial gain. Hence, the mind fuck. Artists should just try to make
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Here I am trying to express the inexpressible...all things ineffable. Leaving me tongue-tied. Some words that have vastness of emotion are easy to talk about...Hate for instance. It's simple to me. Perhaps it's my idea of it. I cannot say that I truly hate anyone. The thing that stops hate in its tracks is empathy and understanding. Not matter how vile and depraved someone can be, I see the humani
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