Taxidermy, coonhounds and cheap (although expensive works) red wine...preferably organic. do quite enjoy getting drunk and playing the ukelele, donating blood, disection, eating greens and jumping on the bed. oh yeh...saving the planet.
Dead: Emma Goldman... Alive: Anyone with a bounty on their head....
hmmm? newly discovered operatic virgin so just started wearing armor and horns to the likes of puccini, verdi, bizet and rossini. In between arias: gg allin, the misfits, frantik flintstones, the cramps, scissorfight, sabbath, iron maiden, crass, dead boys, iggy pop and all that yummy clang you've been listening to since you were 15. Bring on the beer and we're honky tonking to merle haggard, the kings of nuthin, johnny cash, willie nelson, hank williams sr., junior brown, johnny paycheck and pretty much anything to do with drivin' truck and eatin' speed. The stuck-on-a-desert-island winners are (and these must be vinyl) Otis Redding, Duke Ellington, Billie Holiday, Chet Baker, Edith Piaf and Johnny Mercer. and for the rest: sanseverino, ol' paddy macgowan, b-52s (can't help it), mahalia jackson, lee scratch perry, king tubby, mad prof., the smiths, the serfs...i'm getting tired- there are too many.
the way of the fist....the fist of the red dragon...the chinese fisting connection....on golden pond
everyone says they hate tv. right. i am a pbs whore. jim lehrer could read me the news at any time. gwen iffel and margaret werner are my girls. I'll rock hard with the BBCs katty. i can watch the news....a lot.
if you have to ask ... ... i do rub my nose in my true southern roots and slip into Faulkner sometimes Hurston and then take a spin with Sedaris and Bukowski just to mess it up a bit. I've been a right queen lately with Mr. O. Wilde. There must always be a book in circulation, regardless of your mood.
Anything that grows