“earth angel, earth angel
will you be mine?
My darling dear, love you for all time
I’m just a fool, a fool in love… with youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”
*****
I got to go to my first real rockstar party last night. John Tard
celebrated his birthday in real rockstar style, limos, booze, bitches,
and everything… and as usual he brought his own papparazzi.
I didn’t take too many pictures last night, it’s really apparent I
don’t register a thing when I’m photgraphing…. stoopiid here didn’t
even realize there were more Tards in the band than last time I
looked. Sorry D.
Also, it’s not fair to pull a camera out on someone when they’re in
their most base element.
When you espouse a public persona, your personal persona suffers as a
result. While the whole country is on about protecting it’s privacy
(DON’T go out in public! It violates your privacy!), some of us are
about raping our privacy to make a point. (or just because we can,
none of us are really sure).
Doesn’t mean we can’t grab it when we can.
Some things just happen in the dark that shouldn’t be committed to the
light, lest they get burned and die.
But others…
I so enjoy spending time with these boys, and hearing what they have
to say. Moreso, last night, I got a sense of the kind of men they
are… it was nice to meet the men behind the retarded masks.
You’d never think to look under rocks… would you?
Despite appearances, I am very shy, and this gets me thinking about
myself, and the rock that I hide under. I can sing, and I can dance,
but I can’t do it while you’re watching without shitting in my pants.
There’s this girl, and she’s pretty awesome… like, as far as muses
go, there’s none to compare (I’ve never MET anyone like her). I’ve had
trouble writing lately, especially lyrics, cause my spirit is still
dusty with all kindsa existential crap that shouldn’t be there… how
shocking.
But last night as I lay me down to sleep, she filled my head with
words that don’t make me weep.
What a wonderful surprise.
I wish’d I’d written them down, but I just savored them for myself.
Selfish, I know, but my soul needs food too ya no.
Besides, I have pictures.
“I’ve just seen a face,
I can’t forget the time or place
Where we just met
She’s just the girl for me
And I want all the world to see
We’ve met, mmm-mmm-mmm-m’mmm-mmmFalling, yes I am falling,
And she keeps calling
Me back again”