John Lennon was a coke monkey. Please see below, just after I force my Stevie obsession on you for the ninety-six-thousandth time. Jackson 5 sing along again, say doo doo wop!
SIGH. Sigh sigh sigh.
Yay for summer in El Lay, even though January is swimsuit weather too. Stevie's right--it is Hotter Than July.
I felt a reallll strong fiery-hot burning desire to post"You Haven't Done Nothin" this morning. This lovely piece of sonic wonderment (pun, tee hee) is not obscure or hard to find,but c'monnnn--
What magic have you worked with a clavinet lately? That's what I THOUGHT.
Caramel complected/body like heaven (ummm no). Your favorite nerdy bikini-clad sarcasm peddler.
Tomboyish tendencies in a girly package.
Music nerd making my way in the world. The more emotion I put into it/the harder I rock.
I bow at the altar of Phil Spector, Rick Rubin, and Large Pro.
I find that I can amuse myself to no end. I got front & back, and side to side. I am a real person and NOT viral marketing for Stones Throw. I also have a government job so please don't tell too many people I'm in my bathing suit on the Internet.
Nothin else to tell, really.
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