Smiling Ghost
@PhrygianWeaver
If a man is making music they oughta let his record play
In 1966 I won the Buckaroos from Buck Owens in a card game. I renamed them the Keveroos, but my house was burglarized and they were stolen from me before we could go on tour.
You ever had one of those evil naps where you wake up in a dizzy fog with dried spit caked on your cheek? Still probably better than being awake.
Your tweets move markets. My tweets move mountains. We are not- Actually? You know what? We are the same.
We don't talk enough about how Martin Luther King is such a beast name for a minister to have. My name is Jean Calvin Elect.
When Neil decided to sing the last verse with a Jamaican accent for unclear reasons >>>>>>>>>>>>> open.spotify.com/track/7KSW8R45…
When speaking with the town grandees, I make sure to use words like galdernit and sumbitch. To the sons of the soil, I'm usually explaining the central conceit of If on a Winter's Night a Traveller. It's called a reverse code switch, or fagmaxxing, depending on my audience.
During my time delivering beer I learned the secret to getting apologetic cokehead bar owners to pay their bills. The secret is that they will never pay no matter what you do, and eventually the bar will close.
Rape, murder: it's just a shot away 😬 Love, sister: it's just a kiss away ☺️👍
I'm only 2500 leagues under the sea and already I'm seeing fantastical beings.
I've been dating John Barleycorn's hideous daughter in order to carry out the ultimate heist on the family rackhouse.
As a Greek who reads Homer everyday, the modern world is of little interest to me. I am encased in a world of heroic song.