Saturday, December 4, 2010

call me the Media.

I am the media, confirming my own existence among you.
Now let me feel how I want or leave me alone.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Morrissey.

Christ! How I love The Smiths. How I adore Morrissey. Genius.. When I listen to their music, everything's fine, it's perfect if you will. Nothing in the world could make me feel this settle. To feel just right, even when I'm alone. To feel like.. I don't know, like everybody's fine, yeah. Something like that.
This album in particular, The Queen Is Dead.
This album is my favorite. Why.. well if you grew up with it too, then you know what I mean.
Driving up and down Tunbull with my dad, singing along to Cemetry Gates. Or cleaning the house with my mom and sisters on Sunday afternoons, singing Vicar in a Tutu, or my moms personal favorite.. I Know it's Over. She'd always hated songs like those, downers.. but in a case like this, she can't help herself. My dad prefers There Is A Light That Never Goes Out.
Now days every person you turn to knows the words to that song, it's everyone's favorite I guess,
but when you ask them about The Boy With The Thorn In His Side, well they won't know what the fuck your talking about.
I'll come back to this..

My deviant

I don't have much art work posted at all.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Isn't this great.

Hanging on the the Moon.

For so long I was out in the cold,
and I taught myself to believe every story I told.
It was fun hanging onto the moon, heading into the sun,
but it's been too long. Now I wanna come home.

Lyrics by Paul McCartney, one of four beloved Beatles.
Written song for the movie Everybody's Fine, a movie about a man..