The Savage Young Bat ([info]ideaspace) wrote,
2005-08-28 04:38:00
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  • Mood: No mercy
  • Music: Killing Joke - ASTEROOOOIIIIIID!!!!!!

Damn Right my Statement is Enclosed

C'est cool, n'est-ce pas?

We New Hampshire boys can't really deny the voice of young strato-wearin' Bruce Springsteen, can we? Sure he got corporo-poppy and sax-happy later, but that neo-Dylan poet sang the East Coast dirge better'n any, no? Such loopy thrills in Asbury Park. Sundry strange rock-sex mysticals all over. Born to run on your blinded light and I'll hunger the heart of any who such deny. Harmonica blues fucker, that's the title of all our biographies.

This is what I get for checking nostalgia out the library.

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Rends and Mends Companion's Tights

Why superheroes now prefer the narrative caption over the thought balloon, #23:

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(World's Finest Comics #305, July '84)

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You really don't know what you're doing, do you?

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[info]evilbeard

August 28 2005, 19:47:59 UTC 6 years ago

Haven't the more recent efforts of The Boss harkened back to his older more powerful emotional sound?

[info]ideaspace

August 30 2005, 09:20:26 UTC 6 years ago

I dunno, as I don't listen to much radio these days. But he was such a poet as a young man, less narrative-driven, more Beat. I can only hope he's doing good work. I think he has a good heart.

[info]evilbeard

August 31 2005, 22:38:01 UTC 6 years ago

I'm sure he threw the right for a loop when he came out very vocally on the side of the liberals.

Anonymous

August 29 2005, 18:33:36 UTC 6 years ago

when the cafeteria lady asked me what I wanted for lunch today, I crooned back that

Wild young Billy was a crazy cat and he shook some dust out of his coonskin cap.
He said, "Trust some of this it'll show you where you're at, or at least it'll help you really feel it"
By the time we made it up to Greasy Lake I had my head out the window and Janey's fingers were in the cake
I think I really dug her 'cause I was too loose to fake
I said, "I'm hurt." She said, "Honey let me heal it".
And we danced all night to a soul fairy band
and she kissed me just right like only a lonely angel can
She felt so nice, just as soft as a spirit in the night

[info]ideaspace

August 30 2005, 09:17:31 UTC 6 years ago

That first album is just full of dirty loopy poetry. Sex-mad Dylan with a Strat.

[info]smokedamage

August 30 2005, 21:53:44 UTC 6 years ago

i haven't got a fucking clue.
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