December 2010
November 2010
Lykke Li →
i want to walk midnights with her
“The TV business is uglier than most things. It is normally perceived as some...”
– Hunter S. Thompson - Generation of Swine (1988)
H.S.T. ma’fahkas!
here there be serpents: FUCK THANKSGIVING!!! →
yossarianhunter:
ok, so not really… but i got your attention, didn’t i… you can cheat on your wife… you can cheat the irs… with modern witchcraft and alchemy you can even cheat death for a while… but time?.. that which cannot be controlled cannot be cheated… or so you think… clocks… calenders… two words, one…
hells yeah.
.music.
there has always been
a few pretty stars
in my wonderful
dark blue.
dancing in
piano black
while
vinyl cut
stretching
bitchin’ sun disk of songs named just so
and
always singing along.
Three lines-just three lines
with my back to the bricks I know that she has left
my posture is cold and strong at first
when the bricks become warm I begin to feel ok
Galactic Voodoo Scene
it was all right there in the dream of this morning
that enormous Griffin & Sabine personal trump in thick cuts of knotty pine shellacked deep and magnifying variants of post
i could smell you over the bar and the hash and cigarettes
the strong brown almost black gypsy liquid filling our Ball jars
even the musk of wet pine glowing
the holiday took the picture of home framing the...
shake & bake
yossarianhunter:
scrambled eggs & mimosas the sky is orange too, but the juke is jacked stuck on seven fourteen while johnny & the law dog cast lots in the back alley, making bargains for a scrap or two. shit stained utopia, prescription paradise. wonder how the poor folk are doing tonight, are they lonely in their mansions in the hills?
Yup!