>>>>>>>>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
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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

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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 : )

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"Stranger, if you passing meet me and desire to speak to me, why should you not speak to me? And why should I not speak to you?" -- Walt Whitman

"Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen closely." -- excerpt from the Land Before Time cartoon movie (you know the one)

random quote generator (boogle.com)

fiddling upon the piano -- through the motions on some blues scale -- room 191 UW-Milwaukee student union -- nostalgic -- got evangelized near the end there by some wayfarer of the Lord -- found him -- enjoy -- : ) wink wink -- sunshine through the window as you can observe - a Friday if you will -- Zeppelin covers in store -- the ocean -- ta dust -- got on the bus thereafter -- go to see a diamond mind of a lady

disappear *rom the scene (dream) - But see our show *ext Saturday {April 11th) Linneman's cusp of Riverwest {Locust and Weil) kiddie corner Tracks -- Jumpsuit & Jay Flash featured {4$ cover - FREE PRIZES!!! fortune cookies} the GC Love Band headlining see in this weeks Shepherd express Sheapard sheperd spelling gets me......................................... be well sleep well until next time

this song has become somewhat of an anthem for me and mine (brian jonestown massacre-the ballad of jim jones)
maybe it will become your new anthem too >>> (oh yeah, and my stupid/smart ass performs it below)

(lyrics)

I walked from New York and back from L.A.
I lived on a mountain and once by the bay
I bought an apartment and slept in the hay
but there's no place that's softer than

living today is just getting so bad
there's a look on your face
and it says"you've been had!"
you can take all my money
but don't make me mad
cause there's nobody meaner than

I prayed to Buddha, to Allah, and Jim.
I turned to Jesus and stayed there with him
I fell in deep but I learned how to swim
now there's no one who's cleaner than me or than him

the ghost of fate contacted me last night -- a premonition in my dream woke me before her digital arrival - (lights flashing transmission) - bouncing off the walls, masticating Roman Numerals -- an empire of transient ideas about the world of pop culture, shone decaying in the white light -- energy swirls -- performance enhancing elixir -- everything under the sun sinner -- the fire works: wanted for arson -- let me catch your name in my bucket brain -- checking the reflection for thine enemies -- I fly when my belly fills up with butterflies -- could be hunger -- could be love love love love love love LOVE -- go and see the king -- heat shuts off -- I HAVE FREE WILL!!! -- American-Chinese conflict in the waters of ... -- aggressive ones -- is your propaganda foolish or what -- military -- media -- govt. -- these g d institutions -- in vain -- all my love was in vain -- prolly die when the money runs out -- "can't you have fun without money" -- sans money -- sin dinero -- FREE PRIZES -- FREE LOVE --

SOL SOL -- make it rain -- make it rain some more please -- day 2 new life -- fate in seconds befell unto me negatively -- in the throes of fate in 3's and buckled my knees -- off to work -- poems K473 -- and silent treatment -- disappear -- blue: tangled up in it --

this show (this Saturday)>>> is your DESTINY -- to go there & to (fill in the blank)>>>>>

many glitches in today's matrix -- for example this second photo -- random objects missing -- printer freaking out and dispensing hundreds of sheets of paper ("spitting out page after page," informs the techie over the phone to another techie) -- on the fritz prints ying yang smiley faces and hearts and cartouche of some sorts 4 leaf clover -- ohms symbol -- plus or minus sign -- diamond symbol bold black -- greater than less than divide -- howling void -- chess pieces trilogy poem

are you awake? -- I gently shake your body in attempts to pull you from that dreary dream that has you moan-groaning into your outerspace pillow -- the mathematics of your routine are in a jumble in the waking world, waiting for you to decipher their true values with your scatter-brained blessed biological mechanism -- there is a void billowing nebula all about the breakfast table (south window) -- your fridge is running -- your fleet mind is ready to split atoms & weigh probabilities & to bring twinkling ideas to life -- i know i'm eager to witness their birth --buy you a mocking bird -- hearts for you in snow accumulated atop your car i drew -- i'm (a) fool -- for you K473 -- not a stupid fool -- a giddy-whirling-dazzled-by-you --- ...{fool}... --- "... and because time was on his side ... " --

THIS SHOW THIS SATURDAY: IT'S YOUR DESTINY TO GO THERE AND TO (fill in the blank)>>>>>>>>>

YOU WILL HAVE A TRANSCENDENTLY IMPRESSIVE DAY TODAY -- it was engraved in the framework of time & space, eons and eons ago by the ancient, prescient entities of exalted existence in a virtual shack at the end of the universe over a couple rounds of drinx (special eternal elixir) -- is it Mardi Gras? fat tuesday?

the GC Love Band - GC Love Jam (parts 1 through 3) -- enjoy --we got a show this Saturday (Feb 28) at Y-NOT Y-NOT Y-NOT 1854 E. Kenilworth Pl. {Milwaukee} starting around 9ish o'clock upstairs for FREE (donations accepted) -- see you there --

conan 2 more shows -- the unreality of it all has me ordering Mike a sub to add to his tab -- 8 million and counting -- sitting in a wind tunnel -- I saw the forms from your weenie doctor -- guitar store for broken string -- you ever heard the song fake through it -- truth be told rumors are peaches -- and peaches are leather couches -- nonsensical -- it is in within our grasp -- they want to have another baby? -- getting married -- SOuth Park -- having an idea drought -- driven far to the edge -- demonic little bastards -- tainted minds by the garbage on television -- show next saturday -- will you be there? -- the temp dropped off, eh? -- the voice you hear is real, so back off the automobile -- eating foods, watching program on television about food -- and now picture from Mike's comp >>

more paintings by my pa, Jesus Ortega (enjoy these masterpieces) -- 500 bucks a pop --

what is LOVE, baby don't hurt me ...

don't be so superstitious today -- be rational-minded -- be aware -- be safe -- rocky/smooth -- population zero -- we are so small -- don't chain my ankle to that stone -- start at the sky with faith and gentle fury -- oxymoron -- today listening to songs of Leonard Cohen -- mastered Handy Andy's and mine song -- the sunset's blazing in orange in the waters far from shore -- it could make you weep -- there's more than just your story or posters on your wall -- the top of the mountain was the bottom of the pit for me -- canned goods -- public radio -- go green -- stimulus package? -- seems befuddled our condition -- muffling the roar of the traffic -- walking to work much (50 mins) -- get warm -- get born -- adventures in the wee hours -- rock paper scissors shoot -- crush -- confess my -- not in vain -- snippets --

trusty calculatorI busted out my trusty calculator today, keyed in 365 x 24, and found that today I am roughly 8,760 days old (didn't calculate leap years -- seems like too much work -- oh and I didn't calculate womb time -- that too seems like too much work) >>> Well, here is my gift to you world, on my birthday of all days -- follow this link for some newer musical works by yours truly >>

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the title of the works is "Come on now, give me salvation*****" and the album artwork was done by my pa in paint forms personally ENJOY ENJOY ENJOY

OH and I also took this pic on my 24th birthday (today) -- for I was going to find some age morphing software on the net to let the program morph this picture of me into an old man, but that too seemed like too much work (plus I don't think my computer has the capabilities) -- sorry -- instead, this is my rendition of me 50 years older in the paint program >>>

pintura de mi Papa -- a Jesse James original --

wowza pops, one of the best painters I know en mi vida

the starting bid is $500

NIGHTMARE recollection: there was an animatronic Santa Claus entity off in the corner of a dark living room next to an intricate, beige, brown, antique cuckoo clock atop a bookshelf -- the Santa figure kept making swooping slow-mo gestures in unison with standard Merry X-Mas phrases, such as "Ho-ho-ho, Merry Christmas" and "I know if you've been bad or good, so be good for goodness sake", etc. -- the cuckoo clock would intermittently do what cuckoo clocks do -- I then began to get a hint that this Santa figure was truly evil and that he wasn't just all electronics -- I began to provoke him -- poking at him -- and his phrases and gestures became more and more life-like and evil -- evil Santa lunged at me and began gnawing on my finger -- AHHHHHHHH!!!!! mind you, all the while the evil Santa figure was morphing back and forth between the Chucky doll from Child's Play -- you know the character -- he seems to always haunt my dreams --

then the scene transitions instantaneously -- I am by my lonesome in a spectral, dim-lit basement sitting on a couch -- I turn and a big, dumb friend of mine is approaching me -- he looks like Chunk from the Goonies with an expansive, flat forehead -- I realize as he's walking towards me that he has the Chucky doll in his hands, holding it by the hair -- I'm terrified mind you, and I ask "Why would you bring that down here?!?!?!" -- he's flailing his arm with the evil doll in his grasp -- pushing it towards me -- and then as if I'm not already shaking in my dream-boots, I turn to see a dark, slender Frankenstein-looking figure coming down the stairs -- his face is melting and his skull is exposed (blue, purple, green were the melting colors I seen) -- the picture below doesn't do justice to the vivid scariness of the Frankenstein figure in this nightmare, but I have little time to be drawing Frankensteins -- I woke up startled as I saw the melting face Frankenstein and I was gasping for air in a cold sweat -- I then attempted to fall asleep but woke up at strange intervals of 1:01 AM, 2:02 AM, 3:03 AM, 4:04 AM, and 5 something AM -- and then slept 'til 9 or 10 or so -- SWEET DREAMS FOLKS, DON'T HAVE ONES LIKE THESE --

3 vids of some significance -- Dylan, Bon Iver, the Bowerbirds -- "What Kind of Friend is this" -- "I Can't Leave Her Behind" -- "Lovin's for Fools" --

true love -- that lonesome ocean -- you're so very beautiful --neighborhood -- a new riff -- ending transmission -- very sparsely

i got ramblin'

i got ramblin'

on my mind

have a good day folks

Phil, thanks for the ride dawg

in the booth today

**terminating transmission