speculation |
you opened your mouth andgave it away. five minutes: a song about falling in lovebut that is all it is.just a song. not anything more.and all you have in return ispencil drawings left in pages until t...
Posted by william ross on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 02:15:00 PST |
success |
i promise, it will not be long before i get another job. i am going in to a temp agency tomorrow to see what openings are available. i want to make money while still having the freedom to tour (as iam...
Posted by william ross on Thu, 12 Apr 2007 12:06:00 PST |
car accident |
suddenly i am very confused and unsure about everything.i drove to los angeles yesterday to play to an empty venue. on the way home, cresting a hill and rounding a corner in the far left lane, i saw a...
Posted by william ross on Fri, 06 Apr 2007 10:55:00 PST |
the match |
at the bar i am waiting for the music to play and they arefightinggoing at each other like mad dogsor over-passionate loversthey were ugly and beautiful, these menwith slack jaws and loose teeththe on...
Posted by william ross on Wed, 28 Mar 2007 06:51:00 PST |
what she found |
She kicked off her shoes, taking a primordial pleasure in the mud squeezing upward between her toes. Natalie was 13 years old and precocious, though not a very social girl. This was where she of...
Posted by william ross on Wed, 14 Mar 2007 12:00:00 PST |
my favorite days |
are the days when i just can't seem to get enough music.there are times when i become exanimate and apathetic towards it, and those are the worst times. today is a good day, and yesterday was too. cla...
Posted by william ross on Sat, 24 Feb 2007 11:36:00 PST |
Stories |
"I have a wife at home," Dan said. He was showing off. "Actually, we aren't married yet. But I bought her a damn fine ring. It cost about as much as both of us would make together in a month. I asked ...
Posted by william ross on Fri, 16 Feb 2007 10:05:00 PST |
amplifier hum |
It is an anxious, impatient sound that will remain omnipresent until we start.It is as if the instruments themselves are irritated with us for not playing them; an occasional rise in volume climaxing ...
Posted by william ross on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 10:43:00 PST |
Let it be known |
Paul and I have declared this month Furry February.NO, not THIS kind of furry:THIS kind of furry:That's right. We're holding out as long as we can. Just you wait and see how disgusting we look by the ...
Posted by william ross on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 04:51:00 PST |
one afternoon |
there was an afternoon we lay side by side i thought you were asleep your face composed like angels' your face, so near to mine i whispered in your ear remember what i said? you didn't say it back. a...
Posted by william ross on Fri, 02 Feb 2007 05:52:00 PST |
