Any Resemblance to Real Persons, Living or Dead, is Purely Coincidental

The universe is incredibly interesting. 

I'm doing something that I seriously can't stand. I recently thought switching gears and starting a rock band so that I can do something a little more joyful and fulfilling.  Besides, the thing I'm going for is putting me in the spotlight and some morons in the local government think that gives them permission to try to stiffle my free speech because they think they are entitled to coddling rather than accountability.

Then...I found out all the other players in the game are wimps.  They want me to hold back and act like them. 

I'm an Irish-American; being quiet isn't my thing. 

Sooo....I'm thinking of staying in just long enough to give the human irritants heart attacks.  

I've spent the past six months writing songs about the people I've met throughout this little fiasco. 
Some of the tunes are named after the morons pissing me off. 

Evil Edwardo
Sorry Charlie

and things that I fantasize about doing

Offering at the Crossroads

and things I like to say

Going Down


I don't know.  It's a way to blow off steam.  It sure beats irritating the overuse injury in my middle fingers.  And, darn it, I have actually begun to sing 'bite me' when confronted by moronic people because I say it so much. 

The universe is a beautiful place because today I met another artist the same players have pissed off in much the same way.  Oh my goodness...this person has the same idea I do.  This person's art is different but the passion is the same.

Things are going to be interesting now. 

Here's a hint.  Don't piss off the artists.  You'll  find yourself immortalized in the airwaves, in a museum, in a show, or in a book. 

And the best part is that no-one can sue anyone over a coincidence.

Lovin' this...

S.