Whiskey bottle,

Brand new car,
Oak tree your in my way….
-That Smell – Lynard Skynard.

Its not funny any more. Not that I am laughing. I was watching “The Godfather 2′” again Until I could hardly keep my eyes open and yet here I am At 5:06 in the morning right back where I started, The fucking sun in gonna be up any second. The human body is an amazing machine, it can go without food for-fucking-ever but after nine days with no sleep? Your dead in the water.

I wish that I could shut my brain down……What fucking brain?. Christ.

Wanna be in Mexico. Just there with no time limits. Don’t wanna own a watch.

You would hurl if you could see Me right now. Shovelling spaghetti into my cake hole cold outta the tin. A real bonafide charmer. Fuck it. Rock and roll only pays your ego, not the rent…Whoops! was that me telling the truth again?

I am meant to be sending Rossco all this stuff but as I can only get my head round this shit at such a crap hour the morning I am sure that he will let Me make it up to him tomorrow. He came round to pick up the case of beer that Mikey got him for helping him find a new car…that was the whole “Volvo” thing…Took Me a day or so but I get there in the end.

I gotta go out there this week. The B* almost has to frisk Me before we leave the house. That is how much I hate it. And to all have fallen to her charms? I know ,I know. I am the loud ugly one. She is the one that looks like she fell off a cloud. Ya’ll don’t have to keep reminding Me. I know how beautiful she is. Don’t be such chicken shits ! Go tell her……..

So, We will be seeing ya’ll in Newcastle this weekend with Fullscale. Score. Got told about it while the boys were rolling spliffs under the moon on the back stoop. Suits Me just the fuck fine. I just want to keep playing. Miss Karen made it up for the show…hardly got to see her but she looked happy enough and that was good enough for me. Thanx for all the letters that I am gonna answer once I stop talking crap here. It is such a still night. Wish that it would last longer……And a personal thank you to the 170 or so of ya’ll who made it to the show…..fuck you rock.

“Short Memory” Is one of the most brilliant songs. yup, you guessed right….”10-1″ Midnight Oil.
For Now…….

Kinda wish that I still drank till I remember what a bad drunk I was. Anything for a bit of quiet in the cranial region. I watch people drink. I never want to see myself like that. I just watch. Someone has to…. I would rather this than excuses. I would rather this because it is an identifiable enemy. Fine by me, I will lull it into a false sense of security and then frag the fuck out of it. Or it Me …….we will see…..stay tuned.

I flinch everytime the phone rings.
I have been listening to “Dirt” Over and over and I miss them as a band and him as a talent so bad. Thanks for sharing all your Kurt and Layne memories with me. I like to know that I am not the only fan boy in this whore of a city at 4 something in the morning who thinks about it and is permanently plugged in. Cold comfort…got the shits as my copy of “Bad motorfinger” spat it today. It is now gracing the roof of the neighbours house.

Over The ‘Oils…gimme a sec……

I know that it is a J.Lennon line and all.. but….”How do you sleep?”[ Theres one for ya Toddski……]

It avoids Me like the plague and then when I finally fall apart I wake up feeling worse than ever. But I guess if it is a choice between this and 9-5? I will take my chances…..Ahhhh…Iggy. How many times you have saved my broken ass….I am listening to a Cd that Miss Karen made last time we played the Arthouse in Melbourne. Nice mix! Right into Rage against the machine…sadly missed. Weird memory of being in Melbourne…’97’? I dunno…some club with Francis before he turned on Me…. and the Twins watching a RATM video on a big screen in black and white curled up on a brown sofa that stunk of beer…..

Mike is gonna be up to go to work soon. “Deanna” Nick Cave. Lived with a chick called Deanna once….I am raving now huh? Delux’s Birthday at the Ranch…….She wrote me a while ago…I didn’t answer. Got nothing left to say I guess. Sweet Kid.That place was a haven for fuckups and I took em’ all in….got a tattoo now that says “Mother to none”..Ok.So its internal but ya get the point..Live and learn.

I am so tired that I feel like a human bruise. So Soundgarden’s “Louder than love” it shall be…..Mr Cornell looks like a soccer mum now but he was once the finest hair farmer that Seattle had ever seen. I remember the 1st time that I ever saw the clip for “Jesus christ pose” and wanted to be that cool that bad. Still waiting but it was the thought that counted at the time. I still think that Kim Thayil is one of the most over looked axe miesters ever. That man was in possession of a sound defined a movement….Oh god! here comes the over tired inner fan boy again.

Excuse me for 6 sweet moments while I dive into the bliss that is “Hands all over”…………

To all that asked…I still have not washed the cammos but every thing I wore at the gig on Friday frogmarched its self downstairs and washed itself. Win some lose some….

Gonna head back upstairs and try and read myself under.Gonna hafta do “Loud love” 1st…I still think that they cribbed the opening riff off Enrico Morricones “The Mission”….Naw! fuck it! I am gonna watch “Heart of darkness” again.
You ever want to see how to follow a dream and what it will cost you? That is the movie that I recommend….

Welcome to all the new sikfuks who signed up. Your profiles are gonna be up ASAP…….

And no, I am not gonna tell you who I was dedicated ‘Damage’ to on Friday. I know that they will never know and even if they did would not care…..

SF4L
Michele.