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james band
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Whenever I am tired of writing some verse that deals with my own inner experience I reach for tv info, newspapers and everything that gets my goar ( if that's the expression, pardon the mistakes as I am not native to English)
Thus I was reading some nice little article about the rich and famous. For instance there is a certain queen of pop ( will not divulge her name for fear of ending in courts) and she meets the love of her life and his name is Yesus Lus ( or sth like that). This is so idiotic that it merits a song. What are they, this loving couple; the quintessence of kitsch or tackiness, the present day antythesis of what all the believers believe in. Also in my country the king of death metal fell in love with our own queen of pop. Why couldn't a death metal rockman fall in love with a fan girl who wears black is pallid and her face is covered with all types of metallic jevelry. I tell you man oh man them rich and famous live in a universe of their own, they are not true to themselves. Here's the few verses of mine;
She shacks with Yesus Lus up, oh no Modona shacks with pseudo saviour. Devil shacks up with pink Dada. Nostradamus wouldn't predict times madder. Rosemary's baby my oh my. Sell him! Death metal mania, plastic satan. Throw that tabloid away to bin, or else my friend you gonna act like they do. You gonna clutch your crotch and such, like king of pop. Look what happened to him, poor sxx. At fifty you will grab at chicks your daughter's age. Will engage? You so stupid?
And in another song I pursue some alternative vision of the end of the world, unlike that in the hollywood version of this 2012 thing. Having watched some National Geographics popular science feature, I'd come to be informed that in a couple of billions of years the earth is going to be enveloped by our sun that is going to change into a 'red giant' or sth and our beutiful planet, our way of life and their way of life and all kinds of life will evaporate, melt, all in all will meat the end worse than meeting those warlockas. Here's the 'poem'. If that is not a poetry then yes I hope it is informative and nice as science;
The sun is shining thermonuclear waste oi, you simpletons admire how it'll shine on soil. In a couple of billions years red dwarf shall rule In a couple of billions years red dwarf shall rule. Here conditions on Earth ain't gonna be cool. Even diamonds ain't forever, they'll melt like ice seven. The sun is shining...
Aha, and the ' ice seven' is some type of ice that is very mysterious ice, probably lies about under the serface of that far away Jupiter satellite.
So you see life if full of inspirations. Please don't think me crazy or stupid. I am just a post punk rocker who looks at the world with a sense of wonder.
Yes I subscribe to that view that life is stranger than fiction.
Thus I was reading some nice little article about the rich and famous. For instance there is a certain queen of pop ( will not divulge her name for fear of ending in courts) and she meets the love of her life and his name is Yesus Lus ( or sth like that). This is so idiotic that it merits a song. What are they, this loving couple; the quintessence of kitsch or tackiness, the present day antythesis of what all the believers believe in. Also in my country the king of death metal fell in love with our own queen of pop. Why couldn't a death metal rockman fall in love with a fan girl who wears black is pallid and her face is covered with all types of metallic jevelry. I tell you man oh man them rich and famous live in a universe of their own, they are not true to themselves. Here's the few verses of mine;
She shacks with Yesus Lus up, oh no Modona shacks with pseudo saviour. Devil shacks up with pink Dada. Nostradamus wouldn't predict times madder. Rosemary's baby my oh my. Sell him! Death metal mania, plastic satan. Throw that tabloid away to bin, or else my friend you gonna act like they do. You gonna clutch your crotch and such, like king of pop. Look what happened to him, poor sxx. At fifty you will grab at chicks your daughter's age. Will engage? You so stupid?
And in another song I pursue some alternative vision of the end of the world, unlike that in the hollywood version of this 2012 thing. Having watched some National Geographics popular science feature, I'd come to be informed that in a couple of billions of years the earth is going to be enveloped by our sun that is going to change into a 'red giant' or sth and our beutiful planet, our way of life and their way of life and all kinds of life will evaporate, melt, all in all will meat the end worse than meeting those warlockas. Here's the 'poem'. If that is not a poetry then yes I hope it is informative and nice as science;
The sun is shining thermonuclear waste oi, you simpletons admire how it'll shine on soil. In a couple of billions years red dwarf shall rule In a couple of billions years red dwarf shall rule. Here conditions on Earth ain't gonna be cool. Even diamonds ain't forever, they'll melt like ice seven. The sun is shining...
Aha, and the ' ice seven' is some type of ice that is very mysterious ice, probably lies about under the serface of that far away Jupiter satellite.
So you see life if full of inspirations. Please don't think me crazy or stupid. I am just a post punk rocker who looks at the world with a sense of wonder.
Yes I subscribe to that view that life is stranger than fiction.