re: upcoming art show.

hello lovers,

how are you? i hope you are well. i mean it. like, super well. awesome in fact. haha.

i am, there's all sorts of chaos around us, it's epic, but all we can do is soldier on, keep moving forward, because what's the alternative? thumbs receding, eye's closening, teeth getting longer, hunches in our backs!?!?! hahaha.

so, i've been listening to the new "Queens of the Stone Age," quite a lot and really dig it.

why?

because, it's fresh and new, and unlike a lot of the shit out there these days, but how long have we been saying that? forever. probably since mozart, beetlejuice and rammstein.

anyways, it's a great, dark, brooding, sexy at times album.

i read interviews or some shit like that where the ginger-haired singer Josh Homme (french for "dude." how perfect?) said most of it was written after he flatlined on the old operating table for a knee operation. sounds serious and whack!? and overkill.

now, i'm not a doctor, but that should/could have been local anesthesia? or like played by the spirit of cliff burton?

haha, kidding. poor taste joke for a musician i love. cliff burton. not josh "man."

cha-ch.

well, back to the review. great album. dark as fuck. but has some great shagging moments. as every Queens of the Stone Age album should.

shagworthy vote? 7.5 out of 12.

why 12? coz fuck you that's why.

ass.

re: medulla.......

hello friends, fans, foe and lovers,

i bring you medulla. godess of song.

i thought about saying medusa, but i'm sure someone would have whined about it.

haha.

i got up early and was watching the "Vice Guide: to the balkans." and it was what it was. one of my ex's was from there. during my euro-days. we had a kid together. that kids is now 17 and is estranged from me. i will say this is not my fault. or not entirely my fault. i was involved in her life until a few years ago. her mother decided i was either not a good influence, which was bullshit, or she did it as a means of control. either way, it sucked. and whatever propaganda my daughter has been told, she believed, and has nothing to do with me. some people in this world are that evil. last time i saw her she had been injured at work and it all had come crashing down on her. karma perhaps.

anyway, not a day goes by when i don't think of her, and despite letters, postcards and phone calls, there's been no response, so all i can do for now is wait. but, i've got my kids from my last relationship, and it was last relationship for me, i'm sick of relationships, i'm done with them, perhaps for the rest of my life, but what i'm saying is, i've got to go, just wanted to post new art. no time for navel gazing today!

cb