The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
I didm't miss the bitch until some fuck turned the stereo on.....
Come again, mr dtp?
I dunno; just got me maudlin. Do you listen to Garrison Keillor's radio show at all? I highly recommend it. My buddy keeps on going on about Elvis Costello but he's a fine journeyman musician. Sir Bryan Ferry??? For fucking what? Pissing irritating the fuck out of everyone. Ppphhh...good song, got me thinking about previous girlfriends and stuff. Cheers Mr I. Listened to that Captain Beefheart due to mention previous and he seemed a bit of a dude you'd not forget! Cheers again.
Cheers, yourself, mr dtp.
I used to like Lake Woebegone Days, read by gk but that was a long time ago, does his radio show play music?If you google youtube elvis costello and richard thompson you might get a different view of costello, if you don't throw up. Sir Ferry, yes, a mask with nothing behind it. Passed me by, Roxy Music, I'm afraid, although the former Mrs Ishamel adored them, I always thought they were one step away from Gary Glitter, mind you, I think they're all like that. No business like showbusiness.
I adored them too. They made a change after my early teens spent adoring bearded hippie types.
Didn't Mr Gimp appoint one of them, at the age of sixty, as his yoof spokesman, the one with the stupid name?Scott Walker, he was another one, mrs n, another bone of contention.
My dear mr narcolept does not recognise any music except that of Motorhead. Our Song is the Ace of Spades. The things we do for love.
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