buckaroo in livingston: Silver Suit Good to Me

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Silver Suit Good to Me

You better be good to me...

Last Sunday I ragged on Tom Petty...this Sunday, Tina Turner rocks in her silver suit...maybe some rock stars age better than others? (duh) So Chiki just called to say that every single song on this year's Grammy's has been on some song mix she has done this year...right on to the coolest mom this side of the Rockies. (Hey what side of the Rockies are we on anyway?)

Foo Fighters don't believe in AIDS...? Direct quote from 2 minutes ago: "If we're gonna see sucky bands from when I was in high school, couldn't it be Guns 'n Roses?...Axel Rose doesn't have to stuff his shorts."

And is country music so desperate some dude has to sing about checking for ticks???

Hey, you better be good to me.

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medulla oblongata

Yeah, I got a new tune in composition entitled "The Thrill." And it goes somethin' like this: "I stand on the hill, not for a thrill, but for the breath of a fresh kill. Never mind the man who contemplates doin' away with license plates. He stands alone, anyhow, bakin' the cookies of discontent by the heat of the laundromat vent. Leavin' his soul!" Then like in poetry I go dot-dot-dot, you know, kinda off center, then I drop down and then I go: "Leavin' his soul! And partin' the waters of the medulla oblongata of - -brrrrrr! - -mankind!" That was a damn good song, wasn't it Doyle?