first try at using photoshop program
what's this art history brush tool all about? nifty & such . . . ellipsis dream
boggles my mind
sleep well
& be well
& bet your bottom dollar the sun will rise once again (wink wink)
been speaking to morpheus
he's quick-witted
& i am losing my mind as well
love unfurls
have mercy on my soul
amen

& happiness for my loved ones as well

can't get enough of this song - it's mesmerizing my brain

YES! skillz!

Here it is Volume 3 in its entirety >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

shine on you crazy diamond - pleeeeeeeaaaaase pleeeeeeeaaaaase, baby lemonade

BLACK FRIDAY & I'm back - your stocks tumble - eek - Dubai debt is dubious - go out there & shop now -^^^^^ -- woke on the sinking, broken couch, scared out of my wits by the scary black-masked magician piercing a woman's bosom with spikes - what rattled me was that volatile state between reality & sleepmind - - that 2-d manifestation on the screen really was quite eerie to be the first thing for my psyche to take in - the lamp i put on the floor before suffused the room with a hellish, orange tinge - i jumped up & ran to the door, looked back to the screen to see if the insanity was still broadcasting - imagine me looking for sanity out in the dangerous streets - Scafidi's marquee flashing a racing light show - there's a certain lyric that was ingrained in my head & i subconsciously wrote it down as my own - but that was a long ago on the tail of elastic time, now i don't even need to write lyrics down - word up world - happy holidays - wink - wink - bet your bottom dollar that the sun will rise once again - NEW ALBUM in STORES SOON -

"my bird gonna sing." - K - it eats carbon dioxide. let the spirit move you, but quit steppin it squeaks. All I can think is how bad ass the Wood Brothers are. thumpin bass riffs, sweet blues sounds. and so much more...utter relaxation and groove. glowing fireflys light up the autumn night. this is like memories man, it glows in the dark.

J-
I was blessed twice by the Ortega Almighty. How much luckier could one be? Maybe lucky enough to be able to sport a t-shirt of the night, hand woven with real-live lightining bugs (the new haute couture). They illuminate the eye and the soul. It is said that bugs are to alleviate the mind from death and life, that we ought to realize that for some, life is a mere few days.. all the while we count down the days, living each one like the next, day after day, after day.




i i i i i i i imaginary number you've ensenar to show to teach - ur gonn you're gonna be going to be a doctor you're gonna be going to be a pro bono lawyer you're gonna race the Iditarod... because you're the future - red illuminate + screamin' loud - orange orb - still in waking state of dreaming state - ghoulish shadow of tree waving on neighbor's siding - stood there like possessed someone - hands on clock all melted m really that ugly pixelated never ever she is visiting from nowhere nowhere take care of yourself & be careful be careful

how to disappear completely? ojala que sean muy felices! espresso machine hiss & gurgle. to the grocery for bare necessities. little darling, here comes the sun & you are a ghost & a robot. make the right decision she says as she discerns my quiet, worried thought, not even knowing that she has picked at my brain. eons & eons of entities fossilized. that's the bigger picture & that's why the cognitive dissonance you now brood over is truly irrelevant. little darling, i have a button for you for your button collection. a cracker jack prize, a cracker jack prize for you the apple of my eye. confess my undying love to mutual friends to mutual friends. it all depends on who ooh who ooh, is on the receiving end of this love letter. no idea, no idea, really where or when my soul is suspending in the greater scheme of things. they shot a rocket at the moon? GENESIS. COMPUTER SIMULATED. YOU KNOW WHAT'S FUNNY? DO YOU? LIKE, pretty much everything under the sun is comical now, including the sun. excuse me miss, you dropped your smile. : ) : ) : ) : )

a woman with whom one is in love or has an intimate relationship with.........................................................

((((newer songs working on)))) - would have them be listened to in the order of track 1, then track 3, then track 2, then track 4 - i uploaded them in a haste - copy and paste - but each song could stand alone ----------------------------------------------------------------------->

what do you expect of the United States, France, Britian, & Germany? -sophistication - mad, lunatic, leader - heard very loud and very clear - cozy little homestead on a dead end street i've returned - the media fuzz frenzy - aware? - jumbling my early day's events, jaws and talking heads jabbering - ...funded under the ausipices... - money out the door - tracking your taxes - why would you need a press pass when you already have got sassafrass? - consume less - new fear - still the trees tremble & shed their leaves - the economy is getting a little better? - (they) knocked new york down - do i still have one million friends? or have i lost one, leaving me with only 999,999 friends (nine hundred ninety nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine) - you need kaboom foam-tastic TM - practice and float around intricate East Troy home - ride through phantasmal streets i once was a vector diagramming through - equal work means equal pay - dad's snoring now - dear leader - is al-qaeda up to something? - fuck off - where did the lyrics come from? - "there was no intention to indoctrinate the children" - atomic bombshell - some point along the timeline, could be eons & eons ago, you were coded into the simulation you are now sentient of - lies - surprised at the human tragedy that is - the human tragedy that is - playing out before our eyes - strike* - our ugly world - hypocrisy - theoretical - are you ready for that? - strive for peace - far reaching concessions - bloody tentacles - twisted minds - applaud us - rogue nations - send your politix up the river Styx - what do you expect from the United States, France, Britian, & Germany? - hope you are in good health & spirits lovely minds bound by time - spectral day, eh? - waking up reality is winking & i've become familiar with your manifestations like smoke rising & dissipating - honey babe you've been on my mind, but more & more you evade - i can come to terms with that - catch that next mail train i c, but that's metaphorically speaking - i'll still be around - 10 pages worth of poems with flowery words, i left for you beneath your windshield wiper - & the catch-22s they were multiplying in the sky - from the firmament you were given a star - there's a heaven & a star for you - Sincerely, Filiberto Luis Ortega -

Ray Kurzweil is your father, your existence is housed in an IBM server on a giant scale, John Mayall & the Bluesbreakers is your soundtrack, & you are the epitome of a good friday 360 days & degrees of a year fleeting away - (unrequited love)

LOVE

a song i like & attempt to cover by a Swedish musician that goes by the name of the Tallest Man on Earth -- hope you enjoy -- can't sing as well or play string 6 as well as him, but good song yea -- dig, wooh! Sweden -- let's catch the next flight to Sweden -- hope all is well with everybody breathing & existing - -- ---

{{Radiohead - "Thinking About You"}} >>>>>>>>>



& the original

i have copyright on all the colors of the spectrum {you must get my permission to use them and/or see them - ask nicely, i'll prolly show you them true colors}

-- clean as a whistle -- mean as a thorn -- orange as a cone -- my guts are gone -- everyone is jumping train these doomsdays -- i have possession over judgment day, believe me -- we closed Wolski's, trust me -- wanting to fall in love -- 2D women -- 3D woman -- {}-- ridiculously pretty karate gal -- partially naked party in my mind -- pareidolia (n) -is a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus (often an image or sound) being perceived as significant-- faces in clouds -- man on the moon -- jesus in the vines -- prince of the moonpeople -- moonlighting as a dreamer & i cut my own check - - i spend my whole my whole day stealing chickens, mama from the rich folk's yard -- black hole -- i fell into one once, never came back -- {dream sequence} as you were counting sheep, i come through with some comic relief -- i roll by on a tricycle -- on a tricycle -- on a tricycle -- basket and all -- milk & honey -- to be or not to be (echo): that is the question baby -- woke up this morning and all my blues was dead and gone -- Anno Domini -- approximately her 2010th year -- think tin man from the wizard of oz -- America, you're addicted to oil? -- she'd eventually roll by on a bicycle -video embed {{sweet riff in the middle}} stick around - ((Ginsberg can you hear these spheres?)):::((((())))))) America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.
America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956.
I can't stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb
I don't feel good don't bother me.
I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I'm sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks?

>>>>>>>>yeah, he's your guy: Les Paul -- green, red, yellow, blue, orange finger button mashing guitar heroes, you're not worthy, if you will (b. 06/09/1915 - d. 08/13/2009) -- props given to where props are necessary -- that electric guitar in your hands thanks to this man -- w/o further delay, this is a tribute >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> overdub my soul w/ Les Paul permutations -- we're not worthy -- we're not worthy -- rock - n - roll - soul -- you rock - n - roll - soul - you >

& all in one hoodwinking instant, a song brings back all those happy, youthful moments -- cuss -- cuss -- moving to Boston -- forget me not -- pulsating along those nano neurons of yours -- curly locks -- jittery now -- set up the dance floor -- born to perform -- double vision with the Laurens -- SHOW TONIGHT @ THE UP & UNDER ______________ THE GC LOVE BAND on the MARQUEE -- made up mind -- predestined thought you thunk you thought -- infinite alternate realities wisping every which way -- pig tails squiggling -- so much flare -- paint with your blue and pink paint baby -- find the queen w/o a king -- they say she plays guitar and sings -- la la la la -- ... never been born ... -- mm love -- Lykee Li -- love is simple -- love is complex -- hey! -- you got to hide your love away -- started writing your novel now -- navel gazing -- of brain locked up -- 200 solemn faces are you -- the vial filled with truth serum he inched reluctantly to pour into his mouth was about to set off to detail every conspiracy ever hidden from man's eyes consciousness -- behind that iron veil -- oz -- a vessel of omniscience th veil was to b lifted to reveal ancient mummified lies -- lies -- went to sleep 24 -- woke up 48 years of age -- you fed me with lies as I slumbered with the cubs -- make no mistake with this new knowledg came great responsibility -- turn t the clok too often u melt in its meter -- the great clock in the sky read 6:02 (god) -- and it was digital clock red -- blinking portending -- what? -- you couldn't read the signs -- they were spanning the sky in all their sky immensities -- trophy -- Scafidi's -- rickshaws -- voice command -- A. Goddess -- Allah -- & for one desperate moment there, he crept back in her memory -- God it's so painful -- something that is so close, it's still so far out of reach -- oh yeah -- alright -- she was an American girl --

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>on the cover of the Rolling Stone {Fili O (so cool)} on store shelves now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



>>>>on the cover of the Rolling Stone {Fili O (so cool)} on store shelves now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!>>>>on the cover of the Rolling Stone {Fili O (so cool)} on store shelves now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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i have a multitude of existential questions floating in my working mind -- the answers to them are not based in any real solid reality -- i ascertain the brain unmakes imperfectly bad nonsense -- mirroring my mind -- echoing its essence -- i ascertain the brain makes perfectly good sense of the framework before me -- the blues done got after me -- the best gal i'm lovin' -- toasty

{for a friend who came to play (pickin' flowers)}

LYRICOS:

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better.

The king of Marigold was in the kitchen
Cooking breakfast for the queen
The queen was in the parlour
Playing piano for the children of the king.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

The king was in the garden
Picking flowers for a friend who came to play
The queen was in the playroom
Painting pictures for the childrens holiday.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

The duchess of Kircaldy always smiling
And arriving late for tea
The duke was having problems
With a message at the local bird and bee.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

At twelve o'clock a meeting round the table
For a seance in the dark
With voices out of nowhere
Put on specially by the children for a lark.

Cry baby cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry cry cry cry baby
Make your mother sigh.

She's old enough to know better
Cry baby cry
cry cry cry
Make your mother sigh
She's old enough to know better
So cry baby cry.

>>>>>>>>SHOW TOMORROW NIGHT _ THE GC LOVE BAND __ @ LIVE ON NORTH AVENUE INTO THE NIGHT UNTIL BAR-TIME__NO COVER (it's free) - hope you attend -- 10 o'clock -- 10 o'clock -- rock -- soda pop shop -- feed phrase through anagram engine -- for kicks mostly -- Poppas Hoods
Ad Hoops Pops
Ad Poohs Pops
Ad Hops Poops
Ad Posh Poops
Ad Shop Poops
Ad Shops Poop
Had Poop Sops
Had Poops Ops
Had Poops Sop
Had Oops Pops
Dash Poop Ops

POSSESED BY PAUL JAMES >> Nick Kelly introduced me to the sounds of POSSESSED BY PAUL JAMES




Dash Poop Sop
Dash Poops Op
Dash Oops Pop
Shad Poop Ops
Shad Poop Sop
Shad Poops Op
Shad Oops Pop
Shads Poop Op
Ado Hops Pops
Ado Posh Pops
Ado Shop Pops
Ado Shops Pop -- i'm all shook up -- just read a really hateful comment on a you tube video -- woah -- but never you mind user -- moving on though -- to bigger and brighter phenomenons momentarily continually manifesting out of the mire -- mr. laughs-a-lot mcgee -- over here to my left taking in some stand up comedy through the you tubes -- the Beach Boys on the box -- rattlesnake daddy -- upside down -- gonna go down to Mississippi and get me a mojo hand -- pure quality & quantities of volume grooving through the wires (me revelling in their reverberations) -- you someone individual departing now out of my visual field -- toodles -- yesterday, pointing out a blimp gliding through the Milwaukee sky to people passing on the sidewalk in sun dresses and others in cut off t's -- caught in a current of wind got it lost way far from its desired location -- teetering blimp wobbling pasted to the sky's screensaver -- well you see, if you want to get back, you take a left at that cloud, take 5 right turns around the whirlwind, find me again, then i'll give you the real directions to where it is that you really really truly honestly want to go -- dream like this -- sans consciousness -- only an underwater sub cutting through the sea of subconscious inklings -- posturing poetic once again -- neck swiveling to find inspiration in the bits and pieces and the aggregate -- but really keeping busy -- for sanity's sake -- have you met my friend? -- she beams me a dream & i laugh through my teeth -- an abundance of spirit you have to draw from, don't you? -- i'm rapping at your gate, gal -- figuratively i say that there is barbed wire up above -- & boundaries sometimes can't be trangressed (a scarlet letter, if you will) -- no one's fault really -- Mike & Phil sided with me on the matter -- saying she's selfish -- Jezebel -- Jezebel -- painted Jezebel -- but i don't want to be that harsh -- b/c i truly do have a heart beating for a woman of her form n her diamond mind shines on -- but bats in her belfry -- bats in her belfry -- too many bats in her belfry -- too many bats in your belfry -- i gotta kind-hearted woman, she studies evil all the time -- Johannes Brahms - "Hungarian Dance #5" -- ideas formulating for song #2 to be part of volume 3 -- then there's a book i've been meaning to write -- for all i know, i might levitate out of this hoodwinking MATRIXXXXXXX -- design me a treasure of a soul in a woman -- forge me a love like no other kind -- bona fide beauty, let us meet in the middle of a dazzling day down by the ice cream shop -- she'd mirror my soul -- she echoes my laugh -- she finishes my sentences & expounds on my zany ideas -- she & i nestle like doves necking on the mezzanine -- the bride sighed -- the glum groom -- she just nods -- & i nod -- & our body language is a dialect of our own ours alone (in good company of course) -- & we smile a long while, swaying waltzing together to a piano tickling & trickling notes through the aether {romanticized} -- & we smile a long while & lean into eternity -- she makes & takes the cake -- she calms the clatter of the concrete jungle -- she deciphers my mutterings -- she embodies my wish -- she is flush to my flesh when cuddling like puzzle pieces -- she shares my chair with me looking on, a display of affection -- she enters & exits rooms always sunbeamy dreamy -- she loves my poems -- you're the spring to a dreadful winter, dapper doll -- cute as a button -- laughs at my bad joke -- a blanket, a flashlight, and stories to share -- imaginary forts like one taken right out of your childhood living room -- she runs her hands through my hair & i wag my tail -- long-winded love in vain, eh, plain to see -- her magnetic movements -- spill the wine -- dig that girl -- {ending transmission}

pinky promises? -- rewriting my year, half empty glass sits on the table half full, am i unable to move forward i ask unto my own self, o Lord -- but really i do know that papa was a rollin' stone (& like father like son) -- txt to Eric Koschnick: "remember when i fel out of that tree n evrbody had a good laugh?" -- to which he replies: "ha ha, you just made me laugh out loud at work. you made my day better, and that was hilarious" -- still in Milwaukee living well on that winding path -- an encounter ambling down Humboldt: Shane and Devon, these guys jumpin' train all over the map -- sewing their ragged clothes with dental floss and the like -- backpacks with the bare necessities inside-- live along that precious path, where you'll end up don't matter, it's all about that rebellious path of yours, i got these seconds in a satchel -- and these seeds i sow -- hatching ideas like the eggs up in a nest -- the best of me -- the best of me -- what up Wick in China? -*gong*)()()()()()(())(()()()()()()(()- kids of the Cold War -- your boss now -- paychecks -- sink into a rainbow of possibilities of delight -- money green -- roy g biv -- o so cool -- roy g. biv -- changing my name -- on the steps down at City Hall, i don't see justice anywhere -- ra rah riot -- i detect difficulties and move through the medium -- eager to touch this ethereal aether -- jello existence hello -- that one scene in Jurassic Park where Goldblum observes the ripples in the glass of water from the vibrations of dinosaur feet pulverizing dirt mud into footprint puddles -- blow out that cherry bomb -- there you go again out into the majestic night, your female self festooned in a gentle green gown -- woe the world, this goddess, o how i can't wait for you to never arrive -- i try and i try -- all my love is in vain -- haven't you read the news lately -- green shoots, eh? -- today -- wretched world, those ones throwing stones at the one that leads down a new, brighter path --

i seen you today in the streets -- i did a dance on the sidewalk to entertain -- we chatted it was good -- you spoke of memories -- you mentioned josh playing a set on 88.9 -- that wig joke -- your grandma goofing with you pantomiming a wig with her real hair -- remember when you did that beer run for locust street days? -- and we performed on the side stage, a.k.a my porch balcony on the second floor - Daisy Cubias -- excessive charm -- harmonica up in the clouds wailing away -- i'm sailing away to the concrete ocean of existence now, waving at the passerbys -- & never feigning a smile for them -- only on bad days do these affectations we/I put on make me sorrowful -- find a video on you tube and embed it now: >>

let's see how many blues videos and sounds we can accumulate right here upon this binary bit 0 and 1 server up in the clouds -- right here -- where are you accessing? -- comment if you please -- if you won't -- that is fine too -- baby, please don't go -- ... you know i love you so...

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你 (paragon of a gone gal 2009)

我 爱你 (you paragon of a gone gal 2009, yes you, you unique entity, a friend to me -- creativity & tea for two -- umbrellas & light-bulbs symbolizing diamond shining ideas whirling & twirling through the aether)

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你

我爱你 我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你 我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你我爱你

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independence day -- wavering daylight will carry you into the night -- where you may see phantasmal visages that don't really have marrow to their bone -- Panda Bear dins through the screen to add audio accompaniment to my otherwise lonesome day -- Milo the dog at attention, taking in the scenery from the balcony with me -- noises, scents, colors, breezes, ideas forming to their own accord -- (or is it my diamond shining will?)- glimmering liberty swords beckoning the masses, a beacon of harmony -- take your pick as to which you will and which you won't accept into your heart and soul -- play on, play on, sweet lonesome wanderers -- she's off to a bigger and brighter future, Lady Liberty -- chaos -- the void hoodwinks -- Milo stares some more blankly -- thinking doggy dog thoughts, I suppose -- scratch my head to shake out the ideas -- if I can gather/capture them before they puff into quantum smoke, I'll place them in a cube for containment & we'll use their blueprint cipher to take care of the world in our own peaceful ways, you and me, king and queen, building a brighter future for all eternity amen -- gotta go -- here's a video -- plus song - equals -- farewell for now -- ; )

again, we (the GC Love Band) got another rock show this friday like some deja vu of sorts -- same time, same place -- Y-NOT 3 (III) @ the crossroads of Farwell and Kenilworth on Milwaukee's East side (by Ma Fischer's, eh) -- w/ special guests Jay Flash & Navel Gazers -- TIME: 9:30ish -- come one, come all -- woof woof -- jukebox hero!!!

THE GC LOVE BAND LIGHT SHOW -- if you missed this one we got another one same place same time this Friday @ Y-NOT 3 (III)
myself silhoutted on bass with Josh on keys in background w/ orbs of light from his psyche showing their true colors pyschadellically ____
more insights in the future -- so little time right now --

we got ROCK SHOW TOMORROW (FRIDAY) @ Y-NOT 3 (III) on Kenilworth -- starts 9:30ish -- FREE -- of course we got >>>>>>>>>>>> the GC Love Band w/ special guests the Daniel Kin Band and No Sleep for the Bear -- the show corresponds with instances in your DESTNY -- see you there -- oh and if you miss this one, we got another at the same venue the following Friday ....

dig ALIENS

home now brooding of some roller coaster emotional life - something big is happening - cross oceans -

description of this blog is the wary/weary eye prophesied paranoiac for this big something to happen -- ACHOO meaningless -- bless you

Lyrics

get a stitch or two or seven even - stitch up the imperfect fabric of space/time/memory/love - could hold you so close to share in the delight and joy of adventurous lives we ache for - ache - aching for you to return - transition - carpet sharks underneath carpet wreaking havoc - throw it in the freezer -doot doot doot - did someone just climb up on our porch? - 1st place ribbons festoon the walls - what is your goal? - i'm big in Japan - QUIT - if we've reached singularity (an "intelligence explosion", if you will) anywhere along the time-line, there's a possibility that these lives we live are just simulations swimming in codes by ancient programs to guide (with variations of who how what the being experiences when where and why to boot) -- yes, like the Matrix - programmed for pain - programmed for that hunger - programmed destiny - programmed for laughter love -- ooh that girlsoul unique and calling that boysoul of mine located somewheres who knows where in the fabric - turn to Wick and he proclaims, "FAME!" - no-thing - farewell - rock and roll shows TBA around Milwaukee town -- please, stop breakin' down -

- strange night of sleep - vivid sounds blasting in my jukebox brain - nonsensical lyrics make perfect sense in a dreamscape - and then it rained early in the morning - and i leaned on the window sill like a crouching tiger supplicating to the sky for sunshine and blue skies - eggs french press coffee yogurt strawberry banana breakfast - finishing touches on alien song 1 - aliens took over your mind & they put your brain inside a jar - acquire money$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ - rock and roll t-shirt - burning violin - last fm radio is cool -

this song is awesome > "all you ever wanted" by the Black Keys - you will most likely dig on it -- LYRICOS > ain't it just like dying/except you can still feel the shame/all hands on deck now/the sea is getting rough again/ you see him out your window/ even when you close the blinds/ cause all you ever wanted was someone to treat you nice and kind/ take a step before runnin'/ take a breath now before you die/ when you run the streets darlin'/ make sure your sneaker laces they get tied/ i'll be a blackbird darlin'/ hangin' on your telephone wire/ flap my wings over you/ and set your heart afire -- PLUS TONIGHT JAY FLASH CD RELEASE SHOW at LINNEMAN'S in Riverwest -- c u there, baby -

>>>>>>>NEW ALBUM IN STORES NOW >>>>>>>>>>>>> Fili O (so cool) - "Come on now, give me salvation *****" >>> all songs recorded in the Fili O (so studio) also known as my bedroom -- follow links in sidebar to preview the album in its entirety (fo' free) -- and also look out for a new 4 track EP about extraterrestrials (COMING SOON!!!) -- it's in the works -- FREE PRIZES!!! WOW!!!!!

"The artist must create a spark before he can make a fire and before art is born, the artist must be ready to be consumed by the fire of his own creation." - Auguste Rodin

Billie Holiday - "i'm a fool to want you"

to the miniscule point of contact, coalescing harmony of the needle and the vinyl, grooves analog audio output- (mechanical rotations) blending sounds that are akin to a flower gently placed behind your ear whispering sweet nothings -- i'll weep b/c of its relevancy - code breaker, do you need a key of corresponding letters to symbols? - logically, you're stringing me along to an inevitable bad ending - i've heard enough love songs to know -- no blame, just a complicated matter in love -- and like clockwork it manifests itself this ending over the phone -- i can put it in words effortlessly -- with the jazz over yonder -- blaring trumpet solo work -- drifts away

PINCHIN' PENNIES (FREE PRIZES!!!)


LYRICOS: {verse} YOU'RE JUST A DROP IN THE BUCKET BABY / YOU'RE JUST A SINGLE, SOLITARY DROP IN THE BUCKET BABY / BABY / BABY / AND THE HEADLINES THEY READ: DOOM AND GLOOM / AND I DROP DOWN ON MY BENDED KNEE / AND HOWL AT THE MOON / OW / AND I DROP DOWN ON MY BENDED KNEE / PINCHIN' PENNIES {chorus/hook} THERE'S A MILLION DOLLAR HOUSE UP FOR SALE / BACK IN MY HOMETOWN / THINK I'LL BUY IT UP WITH MY GOOD CHARM / BUY MYSELF A DOG TO BE MY BEST FRIEND / WOOF / WOO / {verse} I THINK I'LL BE A POET TODAY / SKETCH OUT THE SCENERY / RUN OUT OF IDEAS AND GO TO THE CORNER STORE / THE SUNRISE CORNER STORE / RAMBLIN' FROM BETWEEN HERE AND THERE AND BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN HERE AND THERE AND TO THE CORNER STORE/ PINCHIN' PENNIES / {chorus/hook again} THERE'S A MILLION DOLLAR HOUSE UP FOR SALE / BACK IN MY HOMETOWN / THINK I'LL BUY IT UP WITH MY GOOD CHARM / BUY MYSELF A DOG TO BE MY BEST FRIEND

AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! PIG PLAGUE -- a.k.a. -- swine flu -- don't be afraid -- i got a CD of all original tunes for you -- is be ok -- where the wild things are -- boyhood mischief still lingers in my 24 year old bones -- the world champion of cuddling she proclaims -- ran into numerous co-workers in the streets late in the night -- ran down the alley to rendevous (sp?) -- swing-sets -- more soon -- until then, dig on the glistening moon -- lasso me a piece and pull it down to a terrain near my location --

>>>>>> OH YEAH WE GOT A SHOW TONIGHT AT Y-NOT 3 (III) on Kenilworth {you know the location: off of north kiddie corner Kenilworth dormitories on the concrete pavement crossroads of Kenilworth and Farwell (i'm confused)} >> the show is for a fundraiser for the Milwaukee Underground Film Festival -- 5 bands/performers: (us) the GC Love Band, Jumpsuit (apparatus), Jay Flash, the Scrubbers, and 18 Strings -- 8 o'clock until bar close -- we go on stage second to last -- see you in the night -- 5 dollar admission enters you into the raffle for 2 $50 value guest passes to the Milwauke Underground Film Festival and MUFF t-shirts too -- here's two videos to wet your appetite until then: myself performing at open mic at Brocah and Sam on the pots and pans percussion -- dig -- you could call this the GC minus Ryan Band or even the GC minus Ryan Andrew partially Josh experience -- i'm only kidding -- much love -- enjoy

... "Like a Diamond in the Sky" ......
the collage that never was (created by a fool) - click to zoom - aesthetically please - Gemini gal has got me again - what the f*ck is happening in this world? - a poem follows, if you will: "ellipsis poem (4-23-09) time decaying me/him/he -- devours our day"
{the 12th floor, 12 bar blues are implied}
the loudest yawn
I'm bellowing
from
an abysmal nowhere
'neath my tattered shoes
a thud like that of Thor's device
upon ice & wood,
cancels/voids out
the melody in the spring in my step
must be the bus
delayed by construction zones
that was their topic edgewise
his personal place
in his mulling mind
shy away to solace inside silent, unshaven visage
nil in olfactory region -- probably has something to do with his vice
that is like an oxidizing pendulum swinging to a cipher within a wearisome queue
around the circular cipher,
we re-arrive at deja vu
& nod to our neighbor
who is pride swallowing & considering to supplicate to some chameleon deity
Stephen H. has seen the omniscient one in the cipher
-- mixing & matching sequences of info packets that play out in an arena of eons
which are actually comprised of turtle shells stacked to green & blue Empyrean
the Big Dipper is firm in the firmament --
at least from a year-round, star-gazing perspective here on Earth --
(correct me if I'm wrong)
knit me a a palpable dream, muse of mine
& the subject matter peters out at the frayed ends
of a line of thought that was a vaguely vivid notion of inconsequential being
talk to you later --
& to conclude --
salt & pepper precipitation in your 4-day forecast for your senses to sneeze react to --
aaachooo! -- bless you -- it is imagery that fills concrete into your brain cavities -- BOOM -- Glory -- dig

(poem)

mother nature bestow unto me and mine cerulean joy

she has a macrocosm of empyrean in her twinkling eyes

but she is a mirage that has hoodwinked my heart and made April cold and gray

born binary -- an eerie, sanitary sequence of 1s and 0s disguised as concepts (love) and entities (muse)

--breaking through the clutter (I see) transcendental sorrow

a permutation of my perception when I wake tomorrow could transform this gloom to vivid paradise to behold

I know, I know, there's a paradox that permeates it all

at least in my mind there is

discipline could unlock the potential of the power of your diamond mind

then again, this is probably just some downcast, ambiguous poetry pouring from my pen

pendulum mood swings between cerulean joy and dark inferno

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throwback vid from last summer below -- i was a smidget younger than i am now -- threw my props and face in front of a soul capturing device --

>>>>>>>>come to see some REAL auTheNtic Guitar HEROS >> tomorrow (Sat. April 11th) at Linneman's (1001 Locust St. and Weil in Riverwest kiddie corner of Tracks bar off Humboldt ave.) ->>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> featuring >> the GC Love Band, Jumpsuit, and Jay Flash -- it is your DESTINY to make your way -- $5 cover -- wish for warmth -- sheesh this cold spring beginning -- Tara's mobile uploads -- mastering songs in the booth -- mr. world how is this wonderfully orderly earth of ours formed in the first place? and how long has it been going on? -- i am earth the planet you call home -- I LOVE YOU MA AND PA : )