the best subculture of all subcultures

the voodoo punk cowboy.

jeffrey lee pierce had the right idea. he was also a hell of a songwriter (im talkin UP there with stubbs and bowie).

he wrote a book called "Go tell the mountain" which is actually similar to my blog. you can see him descending into madness as the book goes on, and at one point, it literally makes absolutely NO sense.

and then he dies. he died right in the middle of writing it. they released it anyway. it was limited edition. it was a success. i read it at age 16. and look at me now! thanks jeff! for all you Gun club lovers, i highly recommend "ghost on the highway'. even lemmy's in it for a hot second. sweet shit.

your voice is made up of serious 'what the fucks!" !

omgggggggggg. its seriously like sitting on a beach chilling, and everything is serene and almost normal and then out of NOWHERE some weird purple creature thing comes crawling up from the waves and starts dancing toward you in a creepy seductive way,moving all clumsy yet its so right and wrong and you just sit there watching this purple guy dancing in front of you, and all the sand getting attached to his gooey purple feet and his odd jelloey-seizure like moves. yet hes somehow one with nature in an outer-space kinda way and it fits the scene. theres something very animal like in his movements. very primal and very alien. should we send him back to space? i think not

in fact, its like a mix of prometheus and bob !

a proposal

we would like to do satanic dances around a fire and lift our arms up to the sky and bring them back down; we would like to bother/frighten and attract you so you could feel what we feel and see what we see. we hope our passion will fascinate you and that you stare and stay with us. i am sure that our world is nothing like the world youve experienced. i know that when we catch you, we won't let go and you probably will never want to leave anyway. we will have you but you will have us and we will all have each other.


"i never said i was perfect
but i can take you away" - shirley manson

yeah thats about right!

'Cause every time I hear that melody, well, something breaks inside

it must be because of dog days. its this time of year. i just passed by the churchyard and stuy park and remembered. i won't bring this up again; i just dont understand why im more bothered than ever.

Things are not the same/He is more important than ever before

i dont talk about this often. its only around the time of year. its been 4 years, and i think i should (have), visit. aside from that, i had written about him in my very first blog and once i deleted the blog (for other reasons), i regreted it simply because of the entry i had written about him. it was perfect and there is no way to recreate it again.

but im bringing it up now because we realized something last night that is very true. i may not have been as close to him as most people were but he was extremely important and to this day still is even if its not spoken about all the time. he literally tied everyone together. we would have all been a lot closer if he were still alive and i bet you half the drama between friends would not be here if he were.



i wish wish wish i had never deleted that entry. everything that im typing right now is not doing any justice. im sorry. all i can say is that 4 years ago on august 1st, i really truly believed that the universe collapsed and made the biggest mistake. it never made sense to me, and sure i was sad and sure other people were waaaaaaaayyy more upset than i was. but for some reason, the fact that it didnt make sense was more overpowering than the sadness. i seriously just didnt get it. i take great pride in the fact that im really good at expressing myself and making feelings almost tangible (evocative as someone once put it).

Yet im still trying to find the words for this feeling that i had 4 years ago which i had never had before and never had since. the closest word i can use to describe it is disillusionment. he wasnt supposed to go, i knew it, it must have been a horrible horrible accident in the cosmos. to me, it was like we entered another dimension. it was like if you woke up one day and went outside and there was no oxygen. thats impossible! that cant happen! that is exactly what i felt. it used to make me dizzy thinking about it.

i dont know. if i visit ill have to face th e cold hard truth when i set my eyes on his... i cant even say it. but maybe i need to see the words and the date written out to understand that maybe its not supposed to make sense. its just something that happened and something that we have to accept, sadly.