About me: Oh, stop it! It's a great country!, he said, wishing he could believe his words. Then he paused. Why, perhaps it's partly true, he mused. Why, who wouldn't love our rickety old Brooklyn loft, with it's scratchy, creeky plywood floors, or Laura, who gives the place a little class with her British accent and 5 inch stilettos, why there's peaches the cat who is so generous leaving decapitated meese in me bed, and John with his stunning wit which is at it's best when exhaling cigarette smoke, and Steve, who muddles around in sewers all over the world (see undercity.org), and Francy with her million-dollar inventions, like the gun cozy...my landlord Shalom and his robots... & Drew, Genius lap-steel roommate who's constantly on the road with the Silos...or playing at the Rodeo with Jack Grace...so that's our house...now: The band: Mo, Dennis and Jim (aka, Mr. McGregor when they aren't playing in Maynard & the Musties)...Have to go...will continue later...
hey joe maynard!
im happy to be your myspace
friendster
now we gotta get u
a myspace music page
so's i can listen to
'st mary's in the toaster'
&
'elvis museum'
at work & share your awesome
songs
with mes amis,
if u can,
bring a cd of your favourite songs
u made
this saturday
or t'night even,
to your gig,
maybe i can help u make a myspace music page
