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The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah

Welcome! Welcome, Everybody to the Scene!

About Me

Jay here. 23 years old. I don't know myself well enough to let you know him, but when I figure it out, you'll be the last to hear. I believe in standing up for yourself, and your family. Facing up to whatever consequences you put yourself into. I have had to own up and go through alot in my lifetime, so I only expect to really connect with people who have the same mettle, heart and thick skinned mentality you get when you know you've seen and done whatever it may have been to the best and ends of your sometimes unnatural abilitites. And although my views on various subjects may differ slighty from yours, or even for that matter my own when viewed over the whole as opposed to day to day, I assure you that whatever thoughts and feelings I may have that make up my current thought process, and present status of "who I am", are my own, concieved in MY head and heart....with no source of commeradery or pack of snivelling sheep to reinforce them. I am who I am. End of story.

My Interests

I shoot pool, not well, but good enough. I collect German WW2 artifacts. (That's Nazi stuff to you) I do tricks with signs for $15 an hour in addition to my web based trading. I drink at Steel Pony alot. The only good shows in Jax anymore are at Doozer's Pub. I like the whole XRaySpex '77 style look on girls. I love random trivia and am amazing at pulling the strangest facts out of thin air.

I'd like to meet:

I have met more people who have meant more to me than I can ever fully convey. Especially considering the limitations on text and vocabulary. However, just know that none of you are, or will ever be, forgotten:From Pirate Zombies to Coffeehouse Philosophers. One end of the mental, physical, emotional and spiritual spectrum to the other. Horror movie fanatics who drive fast cars to slow deaths by high doses of low quality junk, never wanting anything more than just one more party, just one last thrill. I need new people to keep me sharp, train my mind, remedy the atrophy that fools have placed upon me. After all, to be judgemental and pontificated is to be a seed that never blossoms. Trapped forever in the dark shell, self created.

Music:

Man, there's too many bands to even get into...I'll just give you a few... World/Inferno Friendship Society, GG Allin, Chaos UK, GBH, Stalingrad, Apothecary, Violent Society, Mass Murderers, Anti-pasti, Crude Droogs, Cock Sparrer, Lower Class Brats, Confused, Reflux, Skeptix, DieOiGenz, Vorhees, Cockney Rejects, Discharge, Exploited, Misfits, Threats, Canter, Red Alert, Buisness, Indignation, Etc.

Movies:

I swear to God theres not a slasher flick out there I don't like. It's just something about the gore and murder....gets me all warm inside. And there's just something about those Zombies.

Television:

"Johnny got ate by the TV screen."-Schleprock "500 Channels whisked my life away"-Chocking/Crack "Tired of seeing a televised society."-Adendum "Won't live my life livin' for a screen."-SexPistols

Books:

Anything I can get my fucking hands on. Yeah....I like reading. What? Oh, no...I read books without pictures! Guess I'm not punk enough.

Heroes:

"Oh, which way to go? What exactly have you been told? I know we're on our own. Ain't got no heroes!" - Schleprock

My Blog

Upcoming election means....

Ok...It's been a while since I have written anything even remotely political. (I doubt half of you even remember the websites and scene zines me a few friends had in high school.) But because certain...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Tue, 04 Mar 2008 07:52:00 PST

Toughen Up.

Well you used to stand tall I used to think you were something then I grew up and realized   All that shit you talked and all the lines you fell from were nothing but self righteous lies.  ...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 07:55:00 PST

BROTHER IN ARMS (Droogs 4 Life)

Where do you go when you're feelin' old and sick?And the town around you don't mean shit?You're lookin' for something that you had but lostThe past made better at the future's cost.   All your li...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 11:28:00 PST

PRL- Corny, but Good

Two kids outside the show,too broke to get in,keepin out the coldwith a bottle of gin. keepin' out the rainwith his leather jacket onwrapped around her tightlyhe's freezin' to the bone. Fallin' asleep...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Sat, 26 Jan 2008 06:30:00 PST

Something Brighter Stirs Remorial.

It wasn't the starlight,  the sifting rays of the moondrenched clouds, that glistening like glossimer, across the sea of glass and concrete steel.   The twilight veiled horizons swollo...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 11:41:00 PST

What have you done?

(Or: The angry response to finding out you just threw everything that was ever you about you away, wasting everything about who you are and replacing it with a subordinate drone capable of no free tho...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 11:46:00 PST

Winter Fire.

As the starlight trickles down from heaven, shooting through my transparent, transfixed mortality, spilling crippling droplets of pale moonbeans, shimmering like rain on a silky mist kissed lake, ...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Sun, 09 Dec 2007 03:43:00 PST

Serpent

Or: The Sunset Of Man, Dawn of Mankind.       The trees and dampened jungle floor, beneath canopy veil, through rivers whose silky waters pour atop your guilded tail.   The master ...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Fri, 23 Nov 2007 12:58:00 PST

Sad to Lose Friends to Maturity.

Out of time, you didn't listen! Now it's too late, and no one cares! Once so promising a student of freedom You now let them take you over. We were supposed to stand and fight for more but as the sold...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Wed, 21 Nov 2007 07:25:00 PST

Remorse of a loss.

"...sometimes when the moonlight's low, or the afterglow of the drugs you just ran out of starts to wear off, the stretches of diamond laced sidewalks and sickly orange sky open your mind and from it...
Posted by The Ayatollah of Rock & Rollah on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 12:24:00 PST