Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

July 21, 2009
























It's Never Too Late


Angelic voices
from the busts of perfection.
Never outdated.

July 19, 2009


Confide


These young men take "the
shrillest highs and lowest lows"
to "such great [new] heights."

Sunday, July 19, 2009

July 5, 2009


Most People's Definition of "Sharing Music"


Magical subways:
here even earbuds blossom
into loud flowers.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

January 29, 2009



A/F

If you listen hard,
you hear the rare instrument
creativity.


D

I know what is right:
I hear what I want to hear,
it means what I want.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

January 23, 2009
























Stay Out


When I shut my door,
and turn up "Into the Void",
my neck starts to hurt.


Say No More.

TV: "Muuhmuhneh."
When he says "Fairies Wear Boots,"
my soul understands.


Oh Yeah!

Black nativity?
Yeah right. The devil in love?
Sounds like "N.I.B."

Sunday, January 18, 2009

January 16, 2009
























Ulysses, Ulysses, Little Flower


Our badge of courage
shall be the bruise of passion.
No more turtle-necks.

Monday, January 12, 2009

January 11, 2009


















Holiday in Utah

Utah and punk rock
have just one thing in common:
they both have Jell-o.

January 10, 2009
























Nahmean?

I used to just joke,
slur my speech and call girls "HO."
BuhnahitsfaREEL!


Phat Beat-ku

BUUUH.... buh buh bu-BUUUH
beep bop beep boooooOOOP beep bop bop
[swear]! drugs, girls [swear]! [swear]!


Old Skool

No offense Lil' Wayne,
but before Em went 8 miles,
Macbain dissed Macduff.

Friday, January 9, 2009

January 9, 2009

















Yeah Right

It could be six feet tall,
but because I don't have one,
makes my mohawk twelve.
 

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