Random ramblings from an amateur rock-n-roll historian and critic,self-professed bourbon aficionado, blackberry growin', jam makin', sometime tie-die shirt makin', ex hippie wannabe, turned punk rock lovein', blues festival going, middle aged pudgy bald white guy who loves to wear Hawaiian shirts in the summertime and happens to be more Stax than Motown, more Alman Brothers than Skynard, more Stones than Beatles, more NASCAR than Baseball, more freeware than license keys...
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
I'll leave now.
I'll come be with you right now and never ever look back.
I'll bring some tissue with me for your messed up nose.
Tell me to come.
Watch me walk out of this miserable place right now.
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