yeah, i hear the effervescent truth spin in circles out into the city bending back the ears of non-believers and feeding the hungry who know that nothing is everything and that the singular asymmetric sound galloping out of the bell of a saxophone, heaving and wild, knows no fences, no broken hearts or walls that can hold it; the wet breath, the sweet cane, the bitter brass melt into one and fly out towards the edge of the Milkyway- dig
I’m thinking about doing some street music, and rather than sing kissass songs (which I indeed do know), maybe I’ll jam solo guitar jazz, instead of woodshedding. You sax guys do it.
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September 12th, 2009 at 10:27 am
I dig. No game. Hero only. Hear hear.
September 15th, 2009 at 1:52 pm
These single animation slates are precious man. I love the heart taking a daily beating. So freaking true.
I also love Smigly the blues artist. “…you dig?”….righteous man.
September 18th, 2009 at 7:51 pm
yeah, i hear the effervescent truth spin in circles out into the city bending back the ears of non-believers and feeding the hungry who know that nothing is everything and that the singular asymmetric sound galloping out of the bell of a saxophone, heaving and wild, knows no fences, no broken hearts or walls that can hold it; the wet breath, the sweet cane, the bitter brass melt into one and fly out towards the edge of the Milkyway- dig
April 3rd, 2010 at 1:25 pm
I’m thinking about doing some street music, and rather than sing kissass songs (which I indeed do know), maybe I’ll jam solo guitar jazz, instead of woodshedding. You sax guys do it.