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Damn, it's been so good it shouldn't be......

In the last week I flew down to San Francisco, and saw the Melvins, Drunk Injuns, Los something or another, Akimbo, Triclops, The Axis of Merry Evildoers, and the Jelvins,. I taped everything. I got to meet and talk to Adam Jones from Tool. I met Buzz. Very friendly, though he was busy. Met Dale. Such a cool guy. Took time to talk outside the venue during a smoke break, even while a crazy San Fran hobo talked to us about how the Lakers were going to fuck up game six. Which they did. Drank and hung out withy Smellis, David, Grim, Grims bro, Dillard, Senor Ramone, and Tim. Tim was the gatekeeper from the GAMH who was cool enough to allow me in to film on Tuesday night when the bosses at the front door told me no film, no photo's. I got lucky. He saw me at the front argueing with the personal and he told them it was ok for me to film. Thanks man.

Check out Triclops. Great music.

I got to hang with Greg ( Cheeseburger ) for two days in a row at his place of business. He treated me better than any girlfriend I ever had! :) We shall meet again.

Thanks to David and Smellis for letting me sleep in the closet of their hotel room. Best cramped quarters I could have hoped for. So worth it.

I'm so tired. It's time to stop thinbking of thanks and time to crash. I fogot so much. Your a good crowd. Goodnight.

Krankheit

Möglicherweise eine andere Zeit und Datum. Ein anderer Tag, nicht so spät, eine andere Demenz, für uns beide. Diese Musik lässt mich weit und weit reisen wünschen, schrittweisee, durch Ihre Seite. Diese Dämmerung hebt mich in Richtung zu Ihrem Herzen an, holt mich ab, brennt mich getrennt durch. Ihre Augen und meine stoßen zusammen, Abschluss Gedanken, in den geraden Geraden. Love' Krankheit S.-A., es gibt keine Heilung. Ausgenommen Tod, wenn Lieben rein.

Sickness

Perhaps another time and date.
Another day, not so late,
a different dementia, for us both.


This music makes me want to travel far and wide,
step by step, by your side.
This dawn lifts me towards your heart,
picks me up, blows me apart.

Your eyes and mine collide,
completing thoughts,
in straight lines.

Love's a disease,
there is no cure.

Except death,
when loves pure.

The New Death of Old Times

I'd like to think that the new death of old times has come. The shit luck has run it's course, and the dawn of "my" normality has come back. The sun came up again this morning, like I always expect it to. I just don't think that I've expected to see it. Or wanted to.

Now I do.

But, there's a lot of time left.......A lot of thing left to unfold, a lot of challenges to face, and a few certain drama's to stare down. I don't know when they will rear up, but I bet it will be sooner rather than later.

But that's just something that I'll deal with. A major inconvenience that I will give massive attention. And hope that I am strong enough to handle.

I know I am.

But it's always different when your facing it.