Lawyers, Doctors and other penical necessities of society; We treasure them and hopefully never have to use them like that gun in the closet, "only for emergencies, only for emergencies."
Those are the words of Maxim Slater, lead guitarist for that heavy rock band called "Axe- your-mather"
A poem by my friend Gary Y. :
I fell off a tree once but luckily I was an autumn leaf at the time, parched and red at the centre ready to disband from the brunches of life and just take a 'shoe-full' of beating and hung around the ground without a care in the world. let the rain devour my sinews and hung out with the other leaves waiting for the teeth of rakes, manhandled to piles so high scurried up and placed into the yellow sack of 'cul-du-sac'.
Went to a vernissage, Musorsky wasn't there!
Art isn't Art anymore!
It's like flavoured pop-corn popped in the wave of the micro so lost and so astray.
The flavour is there but the taste is gone.
B.B. King said it best with his song "thrill is gone"
One of the best blue songs ever written...