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I must have been unconcious most of the time: I
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[16 Dec 2009|01:05am] |
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Against Me! - What We Worked For |
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The windmill is gone but the wind still remains.
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| well |
[14 Dec 2009|09:15pm] |
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all my plans have fallen through. now. my back up plan has fallen through.
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| no use |
[09 Dec 2009|07:46pm] |
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Queen - Show Must Go On |
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I haven't picked up my guitar in two months.
Or a pen.
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| give it to me |
[03 Dec 2009|12:12am] |
Last night I had a dream that I visited Mary Stephens and her parents in Birmingham and they wound up being the cast members of Days of Our Lives. Her mother created a snack food also and they were these pecan pie chips. Tender flakey triangle shaped pecan pie flavored chips. The slogan on the bag was "So good you'll die." She gave me one in a ceramic countertop container.
I am still in Starkville Mississippi.
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[01 Dec 2009|04:32pm] |
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ain't that some shit.
Mississippi State offers a Paul Auster course. Wild.
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[23 Nov 2009|08:37pm] |
I'm in Starkville Mississippi for a few days. I went to sleep at 7 am today and woke up at 2 pm. I spent the time between sleep watching the office. The show almost sucks now.
I had a dream last night that Urban Outfitters and Odin New York's shipment got mixed up at the Duckie Brown shipment was sent to the Urban Outfitters. I spent the dream trying on Duckie Brown clothes at Urban Outfitters and then buying at a low Urban Outfitters price. I woke up thinking I had all kinds of new cool clothes.
I sewed up my black jeans today. I also found my old nofx t-shirt that I am wearing.
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| gameday |
[20 Nov 2009|02:09pm] |
Another year I didn't give my mother grandkids. Any chance she gets. I got a date with Hesse.
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| just got back |
[20 Nov 2009|02:17am] |
happy birthday to me
just got back from a tour out west.
facebook.com/makeoutclub is where I got more
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| way over yonder |
[04 Nov 2009|12:15pm] |
So this is where I'll be for the next few days.
Nov 4 columbus, Mississippi
Nov 5 conway, Arkansas
Nov 6 dallas, Texas
Nov 7 lubbock, Texas
Nov 8 amarillo, Texas
Nov 9 albuquerque, New Mexico
Nov 10 el paso, Texas
Nov 11 odessa, Texas
Nov 12 austin, Texas
Nov 13 san antonio, Texas
Nov 14 houston, Texas
Nov 15 Shreveport, Louisiana
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[01 Nov 2009|12:05am] |
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avett brothers - i and love and you |
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too serious
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| oh well |
[29 Oct 2009|07:31pm] |
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Cinnamon Band - Call Me A Doctor |
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There aren't sidewalks outside of downtown Tupelo. Thought I'd go to Atlanta, hitch a ride out, finish up Disgrace. Newman is asleep beside me and I am feeling inspired for my performance November 15th, the day before my mother's birthday.
The way I feel now I don't think I'll ever write another song. Maybe I won't feel tomorrow.
Last night when I drove the hwy 9 stretch from Oxford to Tupelo I couldn't help to wonder if Robert Moses and the Cross Bronx Expressway had the same effect on this land. If there were homes, indian mounds, lives uprooted by the new four lane.
I need to find a place to live in Fulton Mississippi.
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| D'J Pancake |
[23 Oct 2009|08:16pm] |
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Billy Bragg - Way Over Yonder in the Minor Key |
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I walked the trail around Rowan Oak the brush was thick and allowed me to forget I was in Oxford that is until I heard the distant thumping of tuned bass drums from a marching percussion ensemble warming up in a parking lot.
Arkansas is in town. The Damp yellow leaves under my feet smelled like my walkman with it's first Queen cassette. The barn behind William Faulkner's home smelled like soccer and cows or a bicycle that has a busted chain.
I have always hated winter. I concluded today I only hated cold weather because I've never had a winter coat. It's always been necessary to apply layers until my joints were confined.
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| my book |
[20 Oct 2009|08:57pm] |
I'd swap this morning commute for another 14 hour drive.
Nobody's gonna call my bluff.
The windmill is gone but the wind is still there.
I was given canvas shoes after the one's I had squalled.
Atleast I'm fucking trying. What the fuck have you done?
Pennyroyal tea is about nothing.
Yes Davey your ramblin' plight is true. It was good to see you.
I've been sewing myself with dental floss since I got back in January.
Each patch is a memory.
Oh just let me run with the boys one more time.
Back there it's Lah-fee-yet. Over here it's L'fay-it.
I'll decorate my room in Michigan plaid.
Finally feels like summer, almost, with a cool breeze.
Well I can hear a hill. I can hear a hill, a man can.
It is peaceful and still, familiar. It seems like a man can just about hear anything.
I've never been one to take the path a serveyer may choose.
I'm taking John Brown to Coney Island.
It was like standing on a powder magazine after a slow match had been lighted.
The silver of his hair is redened by the blood of his crime.
The opening line to Mark Twain's ...Carnival Crime In Connecticut is I was feeling blithe, almost jocund. What!?
June 20 something. All the days run together.
Sometimes those simple things don't do the trick no more.
A young troubadour, yes, with an unwanted gift of retail salesmanship.
Well Caroline did a number on me tonight. She told me she was definitely in love with me, wants me to know the real her, is willing to travel or relocate to be with me.
The Rag and Bone price of poverty.
It's not like it used to be.
That old slip can be your wedding dress.
This has been what I've been writing in my journal for the past year as my own personal "tweets" ha. Something that comes to mind that I have to write down. I usually think "ah I might could use this one day." It's like a synapse of memory. Most of it is my own, some of it is a combonation of stolen and my own, and some of it is outright stolen.
This has been brought to you by; Mock Syringa - 2, Antony and The Johnsons - Dust and Water, Auld Lang Syne - Red Feather, The Band - Out of the Blue, Amalgamated Sons of Rest - I Will Be Good.
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| have mercy baby |
[20 Oct 2009|02:56pm] |
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The Byrds - Drugstore Truckdriving Man |
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I'm having a hard time motivating myself. I had my wallet stolen a week ago and I still have yet to replace my EBT card and my driver's license. I also have a 400 dollar final paycheck from Odin that I have not cashed.
The heat in Mississippi has returned.
Still. I am sitting here with the new Jay Leno Show on and I can't bring myself to document anything significant in my life.
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| funk |
[17 Oct 2009|10:58pm] |
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John Coltrane and Johnny Hartman - Lush Life |
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Hit shuffle on your ipod and write down the first 15 songs that come up -- don't cheat!!!!
Charlie Parker - Estrellita
Mississippi John Hurt - Beulah Land
Slick Shoes - Regrets
Alice In Chains - No Excuses
Crachan Moncur III Octet - Frankenstein
Iris Dement - Hide Thou Me
Billy Joel - Uptown Girl
Mxpx - The Opposite
Screeching Weasel - Inside Out
Johnnie Ray - Whiskey And Gin
Howlin' Wolf - Killing Floor
Randy Newman - Political Science
Da Headbussaz - Where They Hang
The Byrds - Tribal Gathering
The Byrds - Full Circle
(the next one was radio by hot water music alkaline trio cover)
I think it's saturday night. great.
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