"Edgelords"

 

This here is Tigger.

He enjoys just sitting there and staring at me

with those crazy eyes.

I feel like that in the world

where everyone is eyeballin' me.

Heaps of information provided at a glance

as we cross paths momentarily.

Move on about your business, man!

"they're all the same"

Don't think I've ever posted the Misfits on either blog.

I had several tapes, but this was the only actual vinyl I've ever had

(except some bootlegs).

Say whatever you want about Danzig

but these guys were some serious fucking hardcore

back in the day.

Favorite songs by the Misfits are Bullet and...

All Hell Breaks Loose

Walls start closing in around you

My twins of evil

They shake you by the collarbone

Then snap your rib cage

And broken bodies in a death rock dance hall

Please be my partner

Eyeballs pop, accelerated blood beat

Veins a-shaking

And all hell breaks loose

Yea, evil is as evil does and who

Yea, who but me could write this book of cruel

I send my murdergram

To all these monster kids

It comes right back to me and it's

Signed in there parents' blood

And all hell breaks loose

Yea, my heart is a-breaking loose

Yea, my whole world's breaking loose

Yea, and evil is as does and who

Yea, but who but me could write this book of cruel

I send my mudergram

To all these monster kids

It comes right back to me and it's

Signed in their parents blood

And broken bodies in a death rock dance hall

Please be my partner

And eyeballs pop, accelerated blood beat

Veins a-shaking

And all hell breaks loose

Yea, my heart is a-breaking loose

Yea, my whole world's breaking loose

Yea, evil is as evil does and who

Yea, but who but me could write this book of cruel

I said my whole world's breaking loose

Yea, my whole world's breaking loose

Yea, my whole world's breaking loose

Yea, my whole world's breaking

All hell breaks loose

There's something oddly attractive about Phyllis...hahah.

I've certainly been a weedhead and a tramp

among many other charming things in my life

(if you're gonna do something, do it well).

At my worst of times,

right before and after the new millennium,

for a couple months I "dated" this crackhead gal named Victoria.

She had the addiction thing going as bad as I did with the bottle,

but crackheads are sketchy fuck.

I doubt she's still alive,

although I hope she made it

because beyond the addiction and beneath the suffering

was a good heart.

Having a Booker moment...

I was over in Aberdeen

On my way to New Orlean

I was over in Aberdeen

On my way to New Orlean

Them Aberdeen women told me

Will buy my gasoline

Hey, two little women

That I ain't ever seen

They has two little women

That I ain't never seen

These two little women

Just from New Orlean

Ooh, sittin' down in Aberdeen

With New Orlean on my mind

I'm sittin' down in Aberdeen

With New Orlean on my mind

Well, I believe them Aberdeen women

Gonna make me lose my mind, yeah

Aber-deen is my home

But the mens don't want me around

Aberdeen is my home

But the men don't want me around

They know I will take these women

An take them outta town

Listen, you Aberdeen women

You know I ain't got no dime

Oh-oh listen you women

You know'd I ain't got no dime

They been had the po' boy

All up and down.

The BartBug!

The RugBug will be cooler

and I won't have to eyeball folks either...hahah.

You're either in the know or not when it comes to those kinds of things.

This one is for my pal Elliott,

who probably knows I've posted this one from Watchmaker before.

What would you call this niche in the music world,

other than just brutal as fuck?

Therapeutic Dirt Nap (another song of theirs from this album)

is one of the best song titles ever!

sPot!

This goes out to a pal of mine,

one of several, out there, in this wide world,

virtual and in person,

who know that old Mustard is a slow learner.

I'm still wondering when the wisdom of age kicks in...hahah!

Anyway...

Smiles and laughter to all y'all :)