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About Me

I'm lost in a space most people can't think about. Emanating spores like a moldy air conditioner, I'm like an unbreakable comb in a saucepan. Can you smell that? Yep. It's me. I got more smell rock than a skunk in a garbage bag. Like a pit of kittens. I think you must have heard me right if you didn't hear me at all, cause my songs are the vapor that slips through the cracks inbetween your bones. The broken teeth of the rattlesnake and the farmer with no field, the coop which keeps only dust, and the dirt that leaves the moment it is seen. I will not be able to forget. I can't.

My Interests

Music:

Member Since: 15/06/2005
Band Members: R.- Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Banjo, Drums, Mistakes.
Influences: Ween, Guns n Roses, Cash, Willie, Waylon, Hank, Townes Van Zandt, New Riders of the Purple Sage, MC5, The Clash, T. Rex, Motorhead, Richard Thompson, Talking Heads, Queen, Camper Van Beethoven, Dylan, Cracker, Blind Melon, Kula Shaker, Guthrie, Steve Earle, Buckethead, Southern Culture on the Skids, Gram Parsons, Neil Young, Guy Clark, Merle Haggard, Merle Travis, Aphex Twin, Cylob, Autechre, The Flaming Lips, Lucinda Williams, Danzig, Pixies, The Pogues, Judas Priest, Gwar, Bill Hicks, Tom Waits, Violent Femmes, William S. Burroughs, Pantera, Primus, wierd shit, monkeys, human waste, wacky shit harmonies, and poop jokes.--------------------------"Belief? What do I believe in? I believe in sun. In rock. In the dogma of the sun and the doctrine of the rock. I believe in blood, fire, woman, rivers, eagles, storm, drums, flutes, banjos, and broom-tailed horses...."

"Terrorism: deadly violence against humans and other living things, usually conducted by government against its own people."

"How to Overthrow the System: brew your own beer; kick in your Tee Vee; kill your own beef; build your own cabin and piss off the front porch whenever you bloody well feel like it."

"Music is a savage art, a measured madness."

-Ed Abbey--------------------------"The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There's also a negative side."

"When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro."

"Avoid being seized by the police. The cops are not your friends. Don't tell them anything."

"Get out of control, but appear under control. It's not bad to alarm other people, though - it's good for them."

"No More Games. No More Bombs. No More Walking. No More Fun. No More Swimming. 67. That is 17 years past 50. 17 more than I needed or wanted. Boring. I am always bitchy. No Fun — for anybody. 67. You are getting Greedy. Act your old age. Relax — This won't hurt."

-HST--------------------------Frank Booth: Hey you wanna go for a ride?
Jeffrey Beaumont: No thanks.
Frank Booth: No thanks? What does that mean?
Jeffrey Beaumont: I don't wanna go.
Frank Booth: Go where?
Jeffrey Beaumont: For a ride.
Frank Booth: A ride! Now that's a good idea!
--------------------------Steve Zissou: Oh, shit! Swamp leeches. Everybody, check for swamp leeches, and pull them off... Nobody else got hit? I'm the only one? What's the deal?--------------------------Albert Rosenfeld: You listen to me. While I will admit to a certain cynicism, the fact is that I am a nay-sayer and hatchet man in the fight against violence. I pride myself in taking a punch and I'll gladly take another, because I choose to live my life in the company of Gandhi and King. My concerns are global. I reject absolutely revenge, aggression, and retaliation. The foundation of such a method…is love. I love you, Sheriff Truman.--------------------------Nobody: You were a poet and a painter, William Blake. But now, you're a killer of white men.--------------------------Public Address System: Attention all Hudsucker employees. Attention all Hudsucker employees. We regretfully announce that at thirty seconds after the hour of noon, Hudsucker time, Waring Hudsucker, Founder, President, and Chairman of the Board of Hudsucker Industries, merged with the infinite. To mark this occasion of corporate loss, we ask that all employees observe a moment of silent contemplation. (moment of silence) Thank you for your kind attention. This moment has been duly-noted on your time cards and will be deducted from your pay. That is all.
Sounds Like: Gagging on sea creatures.
Record Label: Metabolic Spork
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

Tell you all my secrets but I lie about my Past!

My jaw hurts. Don’t tell anyone to punch you in the face if you’re not going to punch them back. Or do, and just ask for another. Don’t lie to your mama. Just do what you wanna- you&...
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Oh you sassy frassy lassy

I’ve got a little song I’m singing, obscene and in my head! Two cups of over-steeped tea and my empty little stomache is a twisting turning knot that becomes all me and more. Just minutes ...
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Ween makes me feel funny.

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Steve Earle makes my hair stand on end

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SRV makes my heartbeat shuffle

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Neil Young makes my brain happy

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