Whats the last song, Tv Vid, or on-line tune you listened to?..If you cant remember, what do you feel like listening to & if you dont feel like listening to anything, what is one of your all time favorite tunes?..Take your pic.....It's Blast it time in the old TBd music room tonight.... So hit it peeps This is what I just listened to......It's actually on my profile right now.
What Is Is Two things are endless: ignorance and space None . . . . . . , just . . . . . everywhere More . . . . . . and . . . . abound Just love and the weather never, never end We demand some change in our orbit absolute liberation from Newton's gravitational mania no gravitational bodily harm, or else flying's a heavy task Put an end to continental drift, bring back Pangaea What is is What is not is possible Just what is not is possible We demand more . . . with our . . . charm More . . . and . . . , pears, marzipan We want even more . . , substances illegal No monday leftovers, five-star minimum A first-class bonus ticket from . . to Berlin A crate of champagne, eco-vodka, eco-gin A world house without walls, there must be enough space A morning without hangover, no regrets, not alone What is is What is not is possible Just what is not is possible We demand a sundown for the Occident Dance capacity, inexhaustible, the night after finds no end without . . . . . . and beyond critique a completely empty sky, enriched with music We pencil black figures into our utopian calculation We demand a deft hand and the appropriate touch In the daytime stars as well, more stars in general And today yesterday's men for underground work What is is What is not is possible Just what is not is possible We want to nibble, kindle, armble, gambol all along the edge bulimic diet for the whole governing body and . . . . . . . no lettuce heads prison for John Everyman for forgery and treason We demand letters are put back in the alphabet so the likes of me can think amid the Babylonian babble we demand . . . . and . . . . . play the music really loud at least, so someone can believe us What is is What is not is possible Just what is not is possible
Ha...met his mother at the car wash I worked at & told her a story about my meeting with Paul Butterfield...I think this was about 1996...both Paul & Mike were already deceased......Taking a walk down memory lane..Thanks