Thursday, February 12, 2009

"The best fuck you'll ever have could come from a workin' man"

I've said it before, and I'll say it again.

I love Buckcherry. If Mick Jagger and Steve Tyler had sex (and well, they probably did back in the 70's)... If they could actually procreate, then their baby would look like Josh Todd, the lead singer of Buckcherry.
And if Aerosmith and AC/DC's music could have a baby, it would sound like Buckcherry.
That's my take on things.

And well, in my world, that's all that matters. I'm not in this world for anyone else but me.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh FREE BIRD.... I haven't actually listened to this song in ages. Actually, I kinda did a little fast forward to the solo. It's my favorite piece of music of ALL TIME. I LOVE this solo to the point where I've put the song on repeat over and over and over again.
If I knew how to play solo's on guitar, there's no doubt in my mind I could pull this one off. All three leads, as a matter of fact. I have listened to it that many times.
Come to think of it, I managed to pull it off while playing my saxophone once. Mind you, I was trippin' balls on ecstacy, but I had my musical wits about me.
Any musicians, or artists in general, will know what I'm talking about. Certain drugs that affect the mind bring out the music in you. I'm not saying one needs drugs to play good music, but god damn does it ever help sometimes. I believe the E really dulled my inhibitions, and as a result I was fearless in playing the solo. It was almost as if I wasn't even playing. My fingers fucked that saxophone as if it were a cheap whore in an alleyway.

Hmm... a thought just occured to me when I wrote that last sentence.
I tend to tie a lot of things back to sex. I can compare pretty much anything in this world to something sexual. Does it have to do with my drive? My libido?
Yeah, quite possibly. As I said in a few blogs back, I'm a very sexual person. Music, in turn, makes me feel sexy. Certain music can put me into certain moods... KoRn, Buckcherry, and the heavy stuff, makes me just wanna fuck. Lynyrd Skynyrd is more of a "Oh man, let's just smoke a couple joints on a saturday afternoon, have sex and listen to music and have a great time" kinda feel; for me anyways.
"Making love" music would be something like... I dunno... Michael Bublé, Barry White.... you get the idea. Maybe Norah Jones, even. I really dig her, too.

I've gotta stop talking about sex. You're gonna think I'm some kinda pervy sex-freak... I think out of the last six blogs, five of them have mentioned sex in one way or another.

Actually, a friend who reads these blogs said something to me about the power of my words. I care not to go into detail, but it gave me an idea.
I've written a few fictional pieces about a crazy guy (named Martin) who kills people for fun, and really fucks them up. If I can turn that energy into a sexual thing, I think I could come up with some pretty good pornographic material. It would definitely be a good way to release this sexual energy I've got inside me, without either: A) masturbating too much, or B) sleeping with just anyone.

Lord knows my imagination is wild enough to come up with something decent. Just keep your eye out for something.

My only worry is that if I actually put some work into it, and make an effort, whatever I write is definitely going to come across as pretty pornographic, and I don't quite know the the regulations on that sort of thing. My thoughts alone are pretty graphic, and when I turn those thoughts into words, they could be quite powerful.
So if anyone knows anything about the ins and outs (pardon the pun there) on publishing pornographic literature, let me know.

You know what's a really haunting song? "Street Spirit", by Radiohead. It's actually pretty old... if I'm not mistaken, I remember hearing this back in grade 12, and that was eleven years ago. It was on the same album as "High and Dry" and "Fake Plastic Trees", along with another really popular single that I can't recall the name of at the moment... that particular video had a bunch of people lying down all over the street... that's all I remember about it. But it was the biggest hit on the record.
So back to the song... I think it's my next "wannabe" project. I'm gonna search around for the chords and figure it out on piano...
As much as I don't like Radiohead, Thom Yorke has a really beautiful voice. It's, like I said, haunting... Well, when he's singing the right song, anyhow. Even "High and Dry" is a great song.
But "Street Spirit" would be easier to play on piano.

I wish I had someone to play with out here. I'd love to sit down with someone and just bang out some shit on the piano, with them playing guitar. Nothing really serious... Just play some music for the sake of playing music.
That'd make me pretty happy.
Almost as happy as writing makes me.

Speaking of writing... My cousin and her husband stopped in this evening for supper, and are currently staying the night. They're both teachers, and we ended up having a conversation about just that... teaching. That's my eventual plan. To teach. Especially after talking with the two of them. I realize there's plenty of work to be done, but if there's ever been a time in my life where I'm in the position to go back to school, now is that time. Getting my Master's is important, and if it means I'm not out of school until I'm in my mid 30's, then so be it.
Like I've a lot in the past while, if I can't support myself, then how can I expect to support a family?
And having a family is just as important to me as getting the proper education.

It seems I've got the right idea. I've got the tools to put this plan into action.
September seems like so far away at this point.

Who knows... I'll be fourty before I know it.
Seems like it was only yesterday I turned twenty. I'll be thrity in about a year and a half.

Growing up sucks. I want to have fun forever.

Okay, I'm starting to get a little sad now...

keep on the lookout for that sexy stuff, though.




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