Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

B I (no Net performer)
B eye
Be or
Dub step
MC no more
Retired to b
Producer
No net writer
It took me years to write
Will u take a look?
Leap of faith healed
Sealed with another hit
Sweet California sunshine
Spodie odie
Pass that bottle
Ollie ollie in come free
Step on a crack
Solid gone
No net reader....writer.....performer...

snares and delusions
net prophet$
I just wanna be a paperback writer

I listen more than I read, I write as much as I read
It is all good

2BR02B by Kurt Vonnegut Audio Book

my nephew on guitar above
I listen to music a lot these days

except for sunrise
I like to listen to that everymorning

men in the creeks
men in the streams
praying to the earth
to make their dreams
Deadwood South Dakota 1876
things ain't changed no they ain't
not one little bit
a jam in the hand is worth two in the bush
when shove comes down to push
sometimes it's dry
sometimes it's cush
sometimes ya cry
sometimes ya go whoosh!
gonna work it out
didn't come to whisper
i came to shout
don't care what it's all about
i know the word when I hear it
sure I'm scared
but I don't fear it
look around at all the rust
think of your heart & all its lusts
be careful ya don't go bust
c'mon Baby gonna dig in the dust
sure I cheat
i am beat
some things are right
some things are wrong
but that don't stop me
from raising a song
first thought last thought
hey it can all be bought
c'mon Baby all the dictionaries
are a sure sign of crazy
the sky is scatting down by the sea
& it ain't no time to be lazy

Time to right
Write time
Crazy good
Crazy creepy
Not good
It fizzled
Ran it's course
River terminology
Sittin on the banks
Crash on the levi
Overflow
Overblown visions
of jack Kerouac
Over the boom Shaka Laka
Mento be the musics name
Got to have the shake -shake
Watch that baby play them maracas
In deadwood they fed fools
to the china mans pigs

grey fox at the edge of dusk
that's where it was
at the beginning of this
but it's dark now
really dark
the dusk has fled
and the fox is gone too
a real gone cat like Kerouac
hey hey I love this jam
let it roll across the land
let it come as thunder
let it come as whisper
stretch out your hand
see the fingerprint scripture
let it come to the cities
let it come to the towns
sometimes ya stand up
just to fall down

more than earth
less than sky
the makers of corn
the makers of guns
oppressive compulsions
digging through the mountains
living in a movie
indoor plumbing but
even the godly can't live clean
sing a song
jam the land
don't sweat the load

buddha wears a collar
and his toeclaws are way too long
short jam - long jam - & inbetween
never know if real or dream
open the door
let the buddha out
he's got to pee
he goes for walks in the tall grass
'cause it tickles his balls
and nothin' lasts

i'm remembering & being
at the same time
in the same moment
now
what kind of rhythm is that?
breathe in - jam out
breathe in - jam out
breathe in - jam out

Jam morning
Jam cool breeze
Jam sunny
Jam blue skies
Jam free day

free jam ! free jam !
getcher red hot free jam right here
step right up folks
who's next?
it's good for the blues
that goes without sayin'

I'm having a BLT
a BLT.
Look me up,
I'm having a BLT!
Yum!

Eggs and coffee
Hobo bun
More coffee
Immense doses of Kerouac
I don't go to the cookout
Sculptures to be wired n tweaked
2 shows next weekend
Word on hold
At least poetry night
Wondering bout D
Wondering bout ST
And u mingo and sad luck dame
The BLT is the bomb
Tomatoes ripe this morn
Tasted good for a change
Ya gotta have that bacon
It rules this town

I never know anything anymore
walk back & forth
I'm taking some dose of Jack K myself these days
hell, I was just a kid when he was prime
but these days these days I'm seeing to
the vibrations - words dancing all over my head
i leave his critics to their empty bread
they don't see the life
they don't see the life
they don't see the life
they don't hear the buzz
on the surface
or down deep
coffee & doughnuts rule my little burg
and the river cuts right through it

June sky outside my window
puffs of clouds floating by
a lucky old sun

jack and a mad girl inside my head
what a lucky old turtle am I
magic action marvelous jams

coffee in my cup
bagel and lox
soul food

high fiber oatmeal
one more cup of coffee
for the road