BONE TIRED
The Prisoner and a stream of conciousness post

"OPEN WIDE!!

YOUR EYES!!!

YOUR EYES YOU IDIOT!!!!

me and the cab driver both slept all the way to the airport"

thank God for Henry Rollins. The man who wakes up angry and cleans his teeth with contempt.

i don't even have the will to be annoyed by anything anymore, i either try to laugh it off or blank it. The world is fucked, and so am i. Maybe it's the other way round i can't seem to decide, quite without realising it i just quoted Therapy? a truly excellent band who new album i await with trepidation, but i digress...

i have decided not to care about anything that doesnt involve me or interest me. Nobody else gives a shit about anything important so why should i carry the worries of the world on my back? i am but one man, how i am supposed to change the world for the better? so fuck it.

I have discovered Blue Cheer in the last week, thank you Magic Discs! one of those record shops with more dogs than customers. Blue Cheer formed in the sixties, covered Summertime Blues and then dropped off the radar, they've been back for a few years now, noodling away unnoticed by anyone except a few ageing hippies, and me. The album i bought is them live in japan in 1999, heavy as fucking hell! and these guys wrote this stuff in the sixties!!! this band and the MC5 is where heavy metal began. Next stop Vincebus Eruptum, the album that allegedly inspired stoner rock.

tune in next time, when i will give you a full report of this war movie we made, it's wicked.

Todays music: Blue Cheer - Hello Tokyo, Bye Bye Osaka: Live in Japan 1999

# posted by The Prisoner | 8:52 PM |

Y'know i'm born to lose, and gamblings for fools, but thats the way i like it baby i dont wanna live for eva.....and don't forget the joker!.........Daddy.......Do you call me daddy cos im old? do you call me baby cos im young? and i could be the one, who gets to take you home. Honey.....do you call me honey cos im sweet? sweet like the sugar in my tea, and i take more than three, and thats what makes me sweet. and i would like to say today it would be nice to run away, monday to thursday every week, we can see what we can be. and you wont serve another drink to lonely men who think they own a piece of you, they snap their fingers, tell you what to do. and they would like to take you home, well i guess their not alone.....................This aint murdermile its just the way i smile. Kiss all your fingers, whats that for? You'll never get to heaven with your shirt all torn..........Not a prisoner, i'm a free man, and my blood is my own now, dont care where the past was, i know where i'm going!......On Iron Horse he flies, on iron horse he'd gladly die.....Change, everything you are and everything you were, youre number has been called, fights battles have begun revenge will surely come, your hard times are ahead.......We're all living in amerika, amerika ist wunderbar......FUCK YOU I WONT DO WHAT YA TELL ME......Sandy why can't we look the other way?......Where's my Elvis?.....Don't try rules cos they do not apply.....She got me with a suckerpunch.....
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