"Texas got herself a little black dress and became Holly Golightly; a brown-haired Jersey girl named Deborah Harry bleached her hair and became Blondie; Davie Jones embraced spandex and became David Bowie."
meow.
i'll snap your keyboard, your ukelele or your cowbells on a small digital disk and spread it everywhere on the www.
i'll put your voice in my one remaining earphone and bob my head, cluck my tongue and wiggle my feet. maybe.
i like many bands. i like varied bands. i like side-projects. i like that banging you do with the kitchen ustensils. i like to hear you play in front of a crowd. i like to hear you play for me in your overly priced and dirty jam space. i like to hear you play in your bedroom. i like to hear you music in my bedroom. play for me, will you? thank you.
ask me out on a movie date, i'm all up for it.
re-runs of Who's Line is it Anyway?, the hot topics on The View and a little show called OPRAH!
i take long bus rides, i like books. lend me a good one and i just might like you for always.
people that say things and do them, let's be friends.