back home again |
So far -- Got home, hung out with the folks -- went out with Nick, dropped by the HS reunion, then saw some punk rock - though I left before the Resistance played.Went to Cape Cod for some good times,...
Posted by El Gato on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 09:59:00 PST |
playlist. |
1. Chris Isaak - Somebody's Crying
2. Husker Du - Never Talking To You Again
3. The Beatles - For No One
4. Black Rebel Motorcycle Club - Restless Sinner
5. Dean Martin & Ricky Nelson - My Rifle, ...
Posted by El Gato on Tue, 03 Apr 2007 08:57:00 PST |
Hank. |
Lost on the river, dark is the night Just like the blind, prayin' for sight Driftin' along, heart filled with strife I'm lost on the river, the river of life. Once dear, I thought I knew the way But t...
Posted by El Gato on Mon, 19 Mar 2007 12:45:00 PST |
playlist |
Dion and the Belmonts - Ruby Baby
Elvis Presley - One Broken Heart For Sale
Neil Christian and the Crusaders - Wanna Lover
John Leyton - How Will It End?
Helen Shapiro - He's A Rebel
Frankie Valli &am...
Posted by El Gato on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 06:33:00 PST |
two kinds of hell |
I sat in the same bar for 7 years, from 5 a.m.(the day bartender let me in 2 hours early)to 2 a.m.
sometimes I didn't even remember going backto my room
it were as if I were sitting on the barstoolf...
Posted by El Gato on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 07:07:00 PST |
back to the machine gun |
awaken about noon and go out to get the mailin my old torn bathrobe.I'm hung overhair down in my eyesbarefootgingerly walking on the small sharp rocksin my pathstill afraid of pain behind my fou...
Posted by El Gato on Sat, 10 Mar 2007 07:04:00 PST |
Death Is A Star |
And I was gripped by that deadly phantomI followed him through hard junglesAs he stalked through the back lotsStrangling through the night shadesThe thief of lifeMoved onwards and outwards to loveIn a...
Posted by El Gato on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 09:33:00 PST |
i wish kipling were here |
Digging all day and digging all nightTo keep my foxhole out of sightDigging into dinner on a plate on my kneesThe smell of damp webbing in the morning breezeFear in my stomach, fear in the skyI eat my...
Posted by El Gato on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 12:06:00 PST |
I would kill for more. I haven't killed before. |
Would that you could touch this angel in a clutch of snakes. Oh pretty, pretty, I'm aflame. So excited, so unslept. Somewhat littered, so unswept. You have to sleep before you wake. I am spilled and p...
Posted by El Gato on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 12:01:00 PST |
it's therapy time. |
I was caught so unaware When you made other plans Promises you swore to keep Where more than you could stand You don't know what you've got Till it's gone I can't stand to hear your name 'Cause you we...
Posted by El Gato on Sun, 28 Jan 2007 12:16:00 PST |
