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This movie has made over a billion dollars. No one truly gives a sh*t what I think.
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The queen has managed to replicate my maternal grandmother’s meatloaf and my paternal grandmother’s chicken fried steak. A food-heavy weekend, and I’m not complaining. Let’s see how it sits with this movie. Rev-iew to follow… Also, my old Native American nickname (before the tribe gave me the moccasin). You’re welcome.
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I’ve only participated in the whole open mic scene for a couple of years, but I’ve attended regularly for at least fifteen. Most of them consisted of pearl-snap shirts and cowboy hats. Lots of blues and sad stories about the one who got away. Big, bearded, husky f*ckers with tales to tell. Let’s set the…
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In my two year music journey, I’ve discovered that musicians make for bad audiences. We’re too busy picking each other apart to actually do what we ventured out to do in the first place; which was enjoy live music. Still, some insist on letting you know their distaste for whatever brand you’re selling. Sure, I…
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This is the best one I’ve got. So far. Enjoy! It has been two years since I recorded the original version of Black Cat Thicket Blues. I was running on a deadline for the Tumble Bleed anthology and the song idea hit pretty late in the game. Now, two years later, here is (what I…
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So, I’m sitting in my perch livestreaming some trains & sh*t, and someone outside decided to pop off a round of high caliber nonsense. Not a handgun, or shotgun, or even an AR15; much bigger. The kind of weapon you treat like a member of the family. The kind I see sketchy militant types wrestling…
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You already know. It’s Friday!
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Drop 5. This is a joke.
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For the next hour, I’ll be livestreaming. Jump in, say hello, ask questions, tell me to FO, etc. Who knows what I’ll ramble on about? I hope it isn’t lame or nasty. Let’s find out together, shall we? See you there.
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My neighbor is a mid-20’s Hispanic chick; newly divorced with a toddler. She’s a teacher, and somehow drives a Porsche. It’s honestly none of my business. It’s morning, therefore I shine. As they were making their way to their vehicle, the mother announced my presence; asking the little girl if she wanted to tell me…
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I don’t condone listening to Dr. Phil, but Trump is using him to soften up Memaw & Pepaw for aliens.
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Easily the best 30 minutes of the week!
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Maybe I miss Tom Petty? I think I just had to get it out of my system; like a fart or a burp. That said, I apologize for the smell. Regardless, I wasted all my morning magic on this, because I failed again at Black Cat Thicket Blues five minutes later. Remind me not to…
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Jesse! Why so long? Also, Dylan’s dad was a professional art handler like me and The Queen!
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I’ll save you the anticipation. Trump f*cked-off the disclosure conversation. What a clown.
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I’m leaving the Democratic party. We just suck overall. This guy? Even more.
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