inspired people, making photos whenever possible, playing spaghetti western carnival music, mismatched socks, singing dogs, wanderlust, the heaviest of metal, staying up late, grape jelly, edward scissorhands, invisible suits, fake falls, choreographed dance routines, and the complete inability to find direction.
a good thick chocolate brownie, smelling and eating honeysuckle bushes, ladies with mustaches, nice clean socks, friends lost along the way, and a front porch on a summer night.
i like it all, but give me some old country music, a shot of whiskey and someone that knows how to two step and i'll be happy.. then you can throw on some iron maiden for good measure, maybe mix in a few allman brothers tunes and finish the night off with a combo of some good ol'soul pre-1977 and a 4AD band or two to fall asleep to and you have yourself a good evening.
say anything
lost is like crack, the office (british version)-why can't it still be on? and friends-whatever, you don't even know.
kinky friedman
my ma n pops, willie nelson