Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Morning on journey: God save the queen and the cute lil’ groundhog that sees or fails to see shadows

Dear Everyone, what can I say? It seems that great songs only come around once in a lifetime, am I correct? If not for the dancers and prancers with their pop and rock fueled by adolescent need (for speed), it wouldn’t even be once in a lifetime, but never. And no one in music would have a song to sing. I am not cynical nor a realist. It is just that I have reached a point that the best fiction is often truth and – well my darlings, you can’t handle the truth! 


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