In my youth I used to rock the world as the rhythm guitarist for a band called The Village Idiots. After a long and celebrated career I decided I couldn't keep up with the drug culture of my fellow band-mates (he once saw Julian take Advil), so I decided to go it alone as a solo act. Things didn't pan out ('pan' being the operative theme of most critical reviews) for me internationally, nationally or even provincially, but I'm still performing locally to enthusiastic audiences. When you watch this video, take note of how I captivate and win over the crowd with my affable style (well, he has a nice personality, at least), innate non-musicality and lyrical shape-shifting.
I am about to prove that there is little difference between 'diary' and 'diarrhea'. It's an experiment that could take years, so put your seatbelt on, grab the chicken bar and start screaming! Actually, this is going to be really boring...it's the chronicle of my life from age 48 until....
Thursday, October 2, 2014
It's 'Fun' To Stay At The Y.M.C.A......Errr, I Mean P.G.
In my youth I used to rock the world as the rhythm guitarist for a band called The Village Idiots. After a long and celebrated career I decided I couldn't keep up with the drug culture of my fellow band-mates (he once saw Julian take Advil), so I decided to go it alone as a solo act. Things didn't pan out ('pan' being the operative theme of most critical reviews) for me internationally, nationally or even provincially, but I'm still performing locally to enthusiastic audiences. When you watch this video, take note of how I captivate and win over the crowd with my affable style (well, he has a nice personality, at least), innate non-musicality and lyrical shape-shifting.
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