the ice shelves collapsing, walking naked on a moonless night into
thorn tress and having deer lick the blood off, crazy mountain hashish
dreams on granite rocks and azure liquids...
//i met the pink holes on tour in the 80s and ended up with a 7.inch. sighned by the whole band..they were the real crazys back then..i still have the cover but those jokers put some scholk rec. in there sleve..or maybe they were as stoned as i was but we sure had a good time on there yello school bus...I/////////..behind bogarts.
Krauty and I were still rolling strong too! One of the better times I've had out on the road, for sure. I'm glad you guys broke from tradition to play out.
BONGWATER!!!!! The Wild Gunmen album not the band!!!!
good to hear from you. i bet your show was a blasted amalgam of confusion and hyper-nausea-tension. sounds like fun. i am well and well-kempt. writing many dry long winded papers on moses and the People. gearing up for the upcoming yearly night of Hell. this halloween will be the start of my dressing like a viking for the rest of my life.
it's amazeine that a band like ours is even tied to playing out..but wer/i am goinging to do it..just to make the doubters..belive were still alive and kicking..
that do be sounding stright out of bunyuns 400 year old pilgrims progress..trust me it was very anti-catholic..and a damn good read ..amazing how many incindary thoughts that old book packed..and read in our schools up till about the 20's or 30's..
Now I saw in my Dream, that at the end of this Valley lay blood, bones, ashes, and mangled bodies of men, even of Pilgrims that had gone this way formerly: And while I was musing what should be the reason, I espied a little before me a Cave, where two Giants, Pope and Pagan, dwelt in old times, by whose Power and Tyranny the Men whose bones, blood ashes, &c. lay there, were cruelly put to death. But by this place Christian went without much danger, whereat I somewhat wondered; but I have learnt since, that Pagan has been dead many a day; and as for the other, though he be yet alive, he is by reason of age, and also of the many shrewd brushes that he met with in his younger dayes, grown so crazy and stiff in his joynts, that he can now do little more than sit in his Caves mouth, grinning at Pilgrims as they go by, and biting his nails, because he cannot come at them.
where not yer normal cup of tea..i work with girls that swear like salors..so what to do....dont play out..it works for me...if you think yer stong anoufhg to resist temptation..come on over and record us.the show you wanna make sure to hit is oct.22rd....thats us with blues controle..heh heh...nothin but...we laff at the crowd..
if you guys want to be on the show you dont have to leave the cave i can come to you just no nudity or harsh language. i've already been suspended once.