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From the pen of Mel Lyman
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I have always easily befriended and immediately loved mean people
I have always easily befriended and immediately loved mean people. I have always immediately distrusted and almost. never befriended sweet people. That is because most mean people are concealing their sweetness but most sweet people are concealing their meanness. It is much closer to our nature to be mean and coarse and gruff and irritable than sweet and good and kind, especially having to put up with all this chaos and noise we call civilization. It’s the only honest way to react and that is why I love mean people, because they’re HONEST. At least they’re not building up dragons of discontent inside themselves, they get it out while the gettin’s good, NOW, and believe it or not, they will eventually get it ALL out and then they TRULY will be good and kind and sweet and serene all the way home. Not so with the “good people”. They will get rottener and uglier as time passes and they will die looking like monsters, every black thing they ever felt in their lives and didn’t have enough guts to cough up will engrave its wretched torment all over their hands and faces and legs and back and kidneys and liver and brain and heart and the whole wretched thing will turn into a heap of green shit and go up in a brown greasy streakey puff of smoke and the doctors will label it heart attack or “natural death” or some-such nonsense. What a WASTE! From bouncing baby to heap of refuse and no lessons learned in between… Look, it ain’t worth it, if you want to say nigger then SAY it. The good things’ll come if you give them room, don’t try and lay ‘em on yourself before they’re ready, all the goodness in the world is inside of every single human being in the world but it ain’t to be brought out by stifling the filth. The filth comes FIRST, you were born shitting all over yourself…..”
I wrote my Master’s History Thesis on him and as crazy as he was, I find myself nearly always agreeing with him. I think I need to start getting it out while the gettin’s good. Ive got a lot of work to do!
The Elephant Man…
The Elephant Man said it best…
‘Tis true my form is something odd,
But blaming me is blaming God;
Could I create myself anew
I would not fail in pleasing you.
If I could reach from pole to pole
Or grasp the ocean with a span,
I would be measured by the soul;
The mind’s the standard of the man.”
Leonard Cohen can sum up all of human existence in a shade under 6 minutes
Yeah Everybody knows this is a wicked song!
“Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you’ve been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you’ve been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
And everybody knows that it’s now or never
Everybody knows that it’s me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you’ve done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe’s still pickin’ cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows
And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it’s moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there’s gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows
And everybody knows that you’re in trouble
Everybody knows what you’ve been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it’s coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That’s how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows”
Foooos are back and they definitely aint Wasting anything!
Its hard to believe its been 4 yrs since and 2 Wembley Stadium shows since the Foo fighters last put out a new album and i dont know if its absence making the heart grow fonder but Wasting Light might very well be their best album since The Colour and The Shape! Butch Vig’s production, the return of Pat Smear, and some special guest appearances from Krist Novoselic and Bob Mould make this thing just a little better than anything they have put out in a long long time! Still relevant and everpresent, Dave Grohl and his guitars ring loud and clear. There are no dramatic shifts, its just the extra time to make this record has done the songs a world of good.
‘Dear Rosemary’ sounds like Husker Du meets The Raconteurs, wow what a killer song!!! Vulnerability and confidence are strange bedfellows but this album exudes both qualities in spades! ‘I Should Have Known’ with Novoselic on bass and accordion is really like the time warp to the 90s but its done righteously, it doesnt sound dated at all and it is also one of the best songs on here!
‘Back and Forth’ and ‘Walk’ are the kind of power pop songs that belongs on the radio in the same way Tom Petty and Cheap Trick’s songs belonged on rock radio in the 70s and 80s. On Back and Forth, Dave implores the protagonist ‘You got a lot of nerve,Now show a little backbone why don’t you!’ These are words any shy, good hearted soul should always heed when trying to get a word in with a friend, family member, accuser, or even a crush. And on ‘Walk’ -‘Here I am I’m learning to walk again I believe I have waited long enough. Where do I begin I’m learning to talk again? Can’t you see I have waited long enough Where do I begin?’ There is no beginning and no end, these guys just keep on going strong and it seems they are only really hitting their stride right now!
Viva Elvis’less Las Vegas
I was so looking forward to going back to the Elvis-A-Rama museum in Las Vegas when I went back there this weekend. Ah such a disappointment to see that its closed. I really wanted to see his magnificent piano and that prescription bottle that killed Elvis, one more time. A Las Vegas without Elvis, is like a Philadelphia without its Cheesesteak (regardless if you’re a vegetarian or not lol) But in the words of Neil Young: “The King is gone but he is not forgotten” (thanks Ant for your wonderful, point blank and perfect musical reference)
