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I'd like to meet:
BANDS
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BANDS, ARTISTS, ORGANIZATIONS, POLITICIANS, ETC.
if you'd like to schedule an interview or submit a PSA (public service announcement) for review, write to me at [email protected]
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Music:
Somethings going down, look around, Playground Mutiny
Hear the teacher cry, as she dies, "what'd you do to me?"
Far away, the beating of a couple hundred tiny fists
awake the shaking politicians from nightmares of terrorists
Let the Students Loose, watch them tie the noose with jumprope
Single spark, burning pits of tanbark light our only hope
The secret lies between the lines of textbooks used to cloud our eyes
For when the youth behold the truth the revolution will arise
Let Freedom ring from tireswings, take back the land with fists of sand!
Stan's a decent man, "yes I can", that's his master plan
Every nine-to-five, less alive inside his trashcan cubicle
Who picked all the flowers, where'd the hours go?
Happy folks turn sour, hate devours, watch their powers grow
Cast away your ties and go surprise your boss with handgrenades
Uniforms of starchy suits will march to start a war brigade
Break the box, and burn the stocks, unleash the beast within us all
Destroy the concrete jungle, we're not done till every building falls
Put down the pen and wield the sword and spill the blood of your corporate lord
Sit around and wait for death with nothing left but prune juice breath
Quick now take your pills- I hope it kills you
Filter out the sick and tired of being burdens of society are rioting
Angry Geriatrics at St. Patrick's, one last killing spree
"Ma'am put down your walker!" try and talk her out of breaking all your bones
the aging drones once so alone all hobbling to the alter
"Please!" they say and kneel and pray for god to aid them in their plight
Tonight the old take flight and fight for everyone robbed of their right to live.
Avenge the pain, with swinging canes; strangle the man, with shaking hands
THE END
and
"I raise the glass to the kids in the park, they stare at the stars, then pass out in the dark."
Movies:
I went to film school, my list would be more of an essay.
Television:
Skins, Black Books, Mighty Boosh, Never Mind the Buzzcocks, the IT Crowd, Nathan Barley,
Books:
actually, it's "Nee-CHUH"
Heroes:
Lou Salome, Larry Flynt, the Morton Salt Girl.
