Sunday, June 17, 2012

Someone repinned my husband as a product.

Part of me really loves this, The other part of me wants to rip her hair out.
Yes he is a product, but people don't usually label him as such.

 They label him as:
Love, Band pics, Band guys, Music/Artists/Bands, Things I find attractive, Dudes I love, hotties, wish lists ( Good one), For the home ( also cheeky).

I always wonder if people are coincidentally being meta with me. Like the time I had a hit on here because someone in Googled " How to love someone famous". I couldn't of ever summed it up so neatly. Happenstance? Who's to say. I think my whole life is a happenstance.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

I love the first part of this song

She was standing at the load in when the trucks rolled up.
She was sniffing all around
Like a half grown female pup
She wasn't hard to talk to
Looked like she had nowhere to go
So I gave her my pass
So she could get in and see the show

Well I sat her down right next to me
And I got her a beer
While I mixed that sound on stage
So the band could hear
The more I watched her watch them play
The less I could think of to say
And when they walked off stage
The drummer swept that girl away
Jackson Browne- Rosie

But not the rest. I've come to terms it's about masturbation. I think more songs should be about load outs and load ins. About roadies and groupies and all the things that make my world go around. I find it odd that all these people are " humming and strumming all over god's world" but they don't pen their day to day.
Write what you know people, it makes my heart happy.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

It wasn't until years later that I understood. I didn't love travel because I loved Paul. I loved travel because I loved sleeping in a different place every night, feeling like the wide edge of the world was close enough to touch. 

...Obsessed over an adventurous man, but in the end realized she really just wanted the adventure. 

- Glamour May 12- What I Learned From a Seven-Year Road Trip with the Wrong Guy by Sarah McCarry.

Tuesday, April 24, 2012


“I always tell the girls never take it seriously. If you never take it seriously you never get hurt. If you never get hurt you always have fun. And if you ever get lonely, you just go to the record store and visit your friends.”
Penny Lane

If you're scared and walk away

 cause there's no need to feel ashamed,
Yeah we all feel the same.
I fell in love with rock and roll until I found out it was false,
And plastered on a face for me.

Woah, where's you passion, where's your fire tonight,
Woah, I can't believe there's nothing you're willing to hide,
Woah, I want to believe,
I set my body on fire so I could be free.