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The Organ Beats

Stranger things have happened

About Me

I’m in a market cutting up a family of six. A red vested woman with long iron straight hair and a mouth like a horse came over to calmly talk things out. I was not having it for even a moment, and tried to slice her throat. She bribed me to leave quietly by not making any accusations. As I exit I tip my blood stained ski mask to a police man on his way in for lazy donut. I sense his fleeting suspicion. But his glance fades quickly and idiotic grin reforms as he continues onward to his sugar coated destination. As I make my way across the highway I notice a light in search of yours truly. I quickly take cover in a field of elephant grass. My adrenaline now bursting through my veins. Behind a tree I’m out of sight of automobiles on the road. I cross en route to Downtown seeking The Paradise Inn. After walking for what seemed like decades, I ask for directions. The short, plump, greasy man points his pudgy, cracked fingers in the other direction. I missed the turn. Agitated, I repress the urge to murder the ugly, balding, fat man, turn around back towards the littered, desolate avenue. A flashing purple and blue neon sign lights up through the fog and informs me I have arrived. As warming as the glowing front side advertisement was, it did not make up for my encountering the staring, suspecting eyes under the dimly lit lounge lights. I frown anxiously as I make my way to a vacant tomb, only to find a group of lingering, belligerent fools in the upstairs bedroom of my house. I stumble through the crowd to reach the washroom. On my way the dagger falls sharply to the floor. A curious cat makes an attempt to inspect the weapon. I grab it just in time, no one notices the traces of human remains. I continue down the hall, more hurriedly now to rinse the evidence clean away.
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Music:

Member Since: 12/4/2004
Band Website: theorganbeats.com
Band Members: Noelle, Sean Hilts, Danny LeBlanc, Rebal Canaris & RyGuy
Influences: J Mascis, Mirah, Pavement...John, Paul, George, and Ringo, the Texas Governor
Sounds Like: driving upside down on a giant sled on a brick road, surrounded by fat old people that were all black and white.
Record Label: lucubrationrecords.com
Type of Label: Indie

My Blog

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Posted by The Organ Beats on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 10:53:00 PST

Skydivenewengland.com

In Lebanon ME there is an amazing place where you can jump out of an airplane and hang out with amazing people from all over.It's called Skydive New England. I highly recommend this life changing adve...
Posted by The Organ Beats on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 08:54:00 PST

Goddess of My Religion

www.myspace.com/goddessofmyreligion
Posted by The Organ Beats on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 08:03:00 PST

Grease Not Gas

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Posted by The Organ Beats on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 07:59:00 PST

My Sister Michelle

Check out www.myfriendmichelle.comfor some exquisite jewelery
Posted by The Organ Beats on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 11:13:00 PST

The place where wild strawberries grow

Where is the friend I seek at break of day, When night falls I still have not found him, My burning heart shows me his traces, I see his traces wherever flowers bloom, His love is mingled with e...
Posted by The Organ Beats on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Eurhythmy

Our inventions are wont to be petty toys, which distract us from serious things. I would rather sit in the open air, for no dust gathers on the grass, unless where man has broken ground.
Posted by The Organ Beats on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

The swiftest traveler is he who goes afoot

With a little more wit we might be able to use these materials so as to become richer than the richest now are, and make our civilization a blessing. Woe to unjust, unjust judges and to those who pr...
Posted by The Organ Beats on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Reason and Madness

What is it about meter, cadence and rhythm that makes their makers mad?
Posted by The Organ Beats on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

Thomas Gray, 1716-71 English Poet

In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm. The Bard 1757
Posted by The Organ Beats on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST