They eat all the food off their plate and then want yours too,
or expect you to survive off the crumbs that fall theirs.
Most of us are tools and play the us versus them game,
but have no clue who the real "them" is.
Guillotine!
Was talking to a friend about Sam Hell,
as in "what in the Sam hell are ya doing"
And my algorythm popped this one up on the tube.
(btw, I would submit that our personal algorythms,
should be our intellectual property,
if ya wanna get real about it)
A Johnny Cash cover of a 19th Century English folk tune,
I thought I had heard just about everything he recorded.
Must be in the dead zone of my mind.
Anway, it caught my eye because I thought it said Sam Hell.
My latest concept birdhouse.
The blood there is mine.
This one fucked up me up and my saw too.
The model there is Mama,
named Mama because she was a shitty mother before I got her fixed.
Now all the cats are fixed (there are many),
inside only, outside only and those that roam both realms
(they are free to choose their path and you'd be surprised,
many choose the wilds vs. the sheltered home life).
What would you choose?
Also wierd ending up at these guys,
but nothing to do with algorythms.
This came out of a mental health discussion,
and wondering if there was ever a Dis-clone band called Disease.
Sure enough in the 20-teens there was one.
This record was released in 2016.
Pretty damn good in my book,
but eventually there will be people who will never open a book.
AND...
Just broke a favorite coffee mug,
one that I've been luggin around with me since high school.
I guess I've got a whole room filled with that kind of stuff,
entropy is real.
1st world problems, eh?
hahahaha!
Latest cigarette case by my pal Stovepipe
Thanx dude!
This is an eductional piece challenging folks who have a "wide" taste in music.
This is one of the best releases by a two-piece ever,
it just happens to be a later (2004) power violence type thing.
As Cyrus said in the Warriors (1979) movie,
"can you dig it"
Probably not, but there is still time...hahah.
This is one of those albums (all 17:58 minutes of it),
that you need to play from beginning to end.
You listen to just some random tune
and you have no idea where the fuck you are.
For those that don't dig it, it's okay,
you are part of the majority of those who listen to "music"
To my knowlege I have never heard a taylor Swift song, so...
The last two were pretty noisey,
why not, right, the world is a noisey fucking place.
But I'd rather end it with something appropriately somber.
Used to blast this one in my truck,
when it was appropriate.
It's a good ending song,
good day/night y'all.
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