This month has been really uneventful. I haven't gone to any shows, which is really sad. Well I lied. I did go to one amazing show this month. That was only a few days ago, when AC/DC graced my city with their presence. It was an amazing show. They sure know how to rock it. The stage theatrics were so good. The cannons, Rosie, the trains, the animations, just killer.
There was a few shows going on this month that I really wanted to go to, but never had the chance to, or just didn't get out. So the plan for next month is to go to the shows I really want to. Skratch Bastid is coming here to play at the Pyramid, I'd love to check him out, he's one of my favourite D.J.'s. I really only know of him because of his collaborations with Buck 65. But I think it would definitely be an interesting show to check out.
The Hold Steady is also coming next month, however their show has been sold out for quite a while, and doubt if I can get tickets. I also believe that Franz Ferdinand will be in town. I really need to get Uptown, and check out the shows. They've just been really hard to find lately. So that has also impacted me going or not going to shows, because I don't find out they've happened, until the next day or something.
Must get on top of things. It seems like I have no time, but in the same instance all I have is spare time. It's quite the conundrum.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Untitled
Waiting for you to reach out
So much alike,
You're doing the same.
Pretending we don't care,
Even though we have
so much to share.
Wish we could get over it
Trying so hard
but cannot change.
When we should
really just rearrange.
This complicated situation.
It could be so clear
But we're way too lost.
So sort this
mess out.
Just admit
to what
our heart
desires
Don't want to
put out the
fire.
It burns
white hot
deep inside.
Wanting each other
to realise.
Think that it's
far too late
To commiserate
These emotions that
lay deep inside.
So much alike,
You're doing the same.
Pretending we don't care,
Even though we have
so much to share.
Wish we could get over it
Trying so hard
but cannot change.
When we should
really just rearrange.
This complicated situation.
It could be so clear
But we're way too lost.
So sort this
mess out.
Just admit
to what
our heart
desires
Don't want to
put out the
fire.
It burns
white hot
deep inside.
Wanting each other
to realise.
Think that it's
far too late
To commiserate
These emotions that
lay deep inside.
Angeline
I sold the house last Tuesday
I went to brother's house for beers
The heat turned off last Sunday
But it's been cold in here for years
And I could tell that you've been changing
While all along I stay the same
While your life's been rearranging
All you left me was my name
And it all seems like a dream
You've gone and left me, Angeline
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes
Well all the folks
They've been asking
How you've been
And where you are
I hope you find what you are looking for out there
It's hard to tell from afar
And I guess it's hard to tell
What's to be in the coming years
I guess I knew we wouldn't make it
But what do I do with all these tears
You were my beauty queen
You've gone and left me, Angeline
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes.
By Romi Mayes
I went to brother's house for beers
The heat turned off last Sunday
But it's been cold in here for years
And I could tell that you've been changing
While all along I stay the same
While your life's been rearranging
All you left me was my name
And it all seems like a dream
You've gone and left me, Angeline
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes
Well all the folks
They've been asking
How you've been
And where you are
I hope you find what you are looking for out there
It's hard to tell from afar
And I guess it's hard to tell
What's to be in the coming years
I guess I knew we wouldn't make it
But what do I do with all these tears
You were my beauty queen
You've gone and left me, Angeline
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes
You ain't telling a lie
I can see it your eyes.
By Romi Mayes
Saturday, August 8, 2009
California
I’m California bound
I can hardly wait to lay my beach towel out
The sky is closing in
I can feel the future on my skin
Glistening like a horse
shining like a city of quartz
Running out of phase
The desert and the microwaves
A siren and a whore
in the echo of the last good war
On the air tonight
On the air tonight
Your voice is nothing against the noise of the engine grinding out that summer line
Coast in slow over Reno, the Diablos
I can almost see the waves break on the dial
When the last flight touches down
When the immigrants have kissed the ground
When your legs are tucked away
and the colourful has turned to beige
Stand glistening like a horse
Shining like a city of quartz
By Greg MacPherson
I can hardly wait to lay my beach towel out
The sky is closing in
I can feel the future on my skin
Glistening like a horse
shining like a city of quartz
Running out of phase
The desert and the microwaves
A siren and a whore
in the echo of the last good war
On the air tonight
On the air tonight
Your voice is nothing against the noise of the engine grinding out that summer line
Coast in slow over Reno, the Diablos
I can almost see the waves break on the dial
When the last flight touches down
When the immigrants have kissed the ground
When your legs are tucked away
and the colourful has turned to beige
Stand glistening like a horse
Shining like a city of quartz
By Greg MacPherson
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