xx
It's Halloween. and  the night will last an hour longer. from this window i can hear
laughing. children laughing and acting all grown up. parents at a distance and friends all round..ahh-this is freedon, they laugh and step into their own person. i'll keep the curten pulled shut. it's better this way.
im a down one today.
 im laying in the glass of broken days and passed on people. it's ok to be here...covered as it were, in shredded nothing. just here and all silent and wet with what is coming from the smiles that are alone in a box..all pretty, but dusty and smelling of old. lay here and remember the mean and the hurt and how the passed on ones gave you hands of love.. and now all are gone--the mean and the good. all gone.
 they change places, you know..?
i love you.

xxx

little red hands in a fist are pounding to get out.
like me in the cafe of a dream. under the pretty bonnits and see through lids are
the shaprest needles i ever saw. little red tears are just rolling and rolling and never hitting nowhere..just rolling and rolling forever.
Oh how i want to be your good boy
all shinning and finger nails of the working man. but no, not this pink snake of wisdom. my own wisdom, i add.
big hard fist are in my head just pounding away. they want out, you know? the kinda' out' a child on Halloween might feel. all grown up-running in the lawns you were told to avoid cause tonight anything goes. all grown up...no cool wet grass benieth my shoes can still this running.  it will stop someday, though.
all dead. all dead. mama's night cream against my cheek - all gone. daddy's morning coffee is cold and freezing to the heart. the hair spray of sister's new doo has fallen and all are gone.  sometimes i can hear them calling..............calling me...rolling and rolling and never hitting nothing.

glass is on the floor for jumping into and through. barber shop chat on tuesday after noon--i had a baby bird we had found in one hnd and an ice cream cone in the other that my daddy had bought for me....we went to my Uncle Milton's barber shop on sat. after non in jury 1958 everybody moking...maybe 8 weird men there who loved my ultra red neck uncle brother of my mother. i was licking the ice cream and everyone was looking at me cause i had the little bird---and i made a mistake and licked the bird's head......everyone became hysterical yelling with laughter...in Arkansas small town voices "he licked the bird--he licked the bird..." i became unable to move....even daddy was laughing....i felt my sissy assed tears running down my face.....a huge bubble appeared over my head with the works FAG--QUEER--BIRD HEAD LICKER--SISSY BITCH and the bubble just stayed there while all he red necks got their say in to 'out funny' the others.....cry and cry and the bird was looking around with it's little wet head.....i was still balling when daddy felt orry for me and took me home........white sun shades on sissy man's head.....what won't i do if the type is right? lick bird head.....tell me what you lick.

I am in Austin for SxSW. Me and Buxf, the Dick's bass player went to the big convention center to pick up badges and wrist bands today....100's and 100's of people are ther milling around and doing nothing...looking for something free....a cd or a veiw of a fomous face. i used to do a lot of that sort of music thing with Sister Double Happine but not for a long time. It's sort of fun..the funny thing is watching the people on computers non stop writing....they are all over the place...heads on the screen doing some god given blog or some shit that makes them look so funny...they never look up to see what is happening....they live in the computer moment...living like 'computer-buddha'...god bless 'em.
the Dicks play tomorrow night with the Slits....Shootin' Pains play too--that's Buxf and Pat (of the dicks) country band....great band...weird real down mean country......i am thinking of putting on something like i used to ware when we play.....something pretty but comfortable for a middle aged old bitch like myself......my go tee is white and long and straight...Asian looking.....the grand child of Chairman Mao and Mama Buddha...that's me...except from Arkansas and Texas.....the Dicks play at 1an...i am old enough to hate playing so fucking late.someone said.."but you are headlining", i said "no, we are just playing last". whatever......i need a nap now.....its a nice day here in Austin...so why wste it here on the computer when i could be napping.......backt to SF next Monday....to my husband and cats and house mates.
i love you
gary

the art show is about happen. the thing starts  on March 1st.........i am very happy to be part of it. Buxf, my long time friend and fellow dick is in it too...he's great..a sick and dark man...great artist...brother like. Tim Kerr--big boy--is in it too..some other people as well..i think i have lots of stuff...i sure as hell sent a ton of paintings...if you can call them paintings....if you google 'the art of gary floyd' you will see some of the stuff...its sort of an old web sight now....whatever.   check this

Gallery Lombardi
602 West Seventh Street, A
Austin, TX 78701
512-481-1088
Hours: Tues- Sat. noon-6pm
Just off Rio Grande use alley entrance

you can google this and see somemore about the show...like times and shit...i know another party is happening on the 13th march at the place......

ok and the dicks are playing during my time in austin...i come home to SF on the 17th of march......we are playing with the Slits on the 12th i believe....the slits and the dicks...you have to ware a rubber just to get in the fucking show or you are bound to catch something....even the girls ware rubbers...??  good.

i will be in austin march 1--16. having an art show starting on march 1. Buxf from the dicks will also be in it.........Lombarti Gallery.com in austin...........the Dicks are also playing during that time...once under the name The Ducks and once with the Slits............so can you shoot and cum and cum and cum.......and end up in austin.....the ducks is not part of SxSW, the Slits and Dicks is.....i think it all cost a lot now to get in the SxSW shows....what can i do about it? so cum to the ducks show.........and the art show.....

down and down and down and down.....blue sky--look down. bird sings..look down...glass is broken...see it there..down..roll in it feel it and remember look down.

happy new year to all my friends.....maybe some good new stuff will happen. a new president?? will it change anything? who are you for?
i have put six new songs on my juke box...check it out and tell me if you like them...if you don't keep it to yer self......be nice and loving and free and things will be ok....listen to your own breathing.....it keeps us all going......i love you...gary

When Sister Double Happiness first started it was just me, Ben, and Lynn for almost a year. we would practice a couple of times a week at the old Capp St. Studios on Capp St....always looking for a bass player, but not finding one. we kept writing and playing and waiting. Then I heard my old buddy Mikey, of the Offenders had moved to SF. it was sort of a given even before he came to 'try out' that he would be in the band if he wanted to. he did come down and he did join the band. he put the 'thing' in the sound we needed to be different and be bluesy...and powerful......he was just the best bass player i knew. having him in the band was a gift. as loud as he played and as rough as he sounded on stage was the same level of soft spokeness and sweetness he gave off stage. he had a look he could give you that would melt the heart.
i always wanted to play the bass, but never could...still can't.....but i wanted to play like him....
Then times rolled us apart. and we just kept rolling and rolling. i only saw him a few times after that and he was always sweet and acted sort of shy. we never really got to sit and talk again. we always hugged and rolled on.
then he was playing all over, and in MDC, and in Europe, and i was happy that he was playing loud and clear for everybody to hear......then he left.
Now to see him i'll have to go to him.....
sweet soft spoken Mikey can still be heard....loud and clear............"I'll be cryin. lord, just like a baby...."
when you put your hand on he speaker and feel the buzz of the bass....well, there he is......the soul of sweetness...loud and clear.

Yes, me, of all fucking saints, has been hacked.....i have no idea how this happens...i did change my pass word.......who does this?? a person or a company.....? what can we do??? i feel......nasty and full of brown mud like stuff......i feel touched by a nasty finger...a deep yellow thing wth long nails......i feel pised.

i am happy to tell you The Buddha Brother's site now has some of our new songs on it...form the ep called Buddha Light.....Jeff keeps that site going...he's the guy in the pic with the frizzy hair parted in the center he plays piano and organ...the bald man is Elliott who plays guitar........Caroleen who used to sing in Waycross sings with me in the band........sunglasses is drummer Josh.......back on the fence is bass player Edgar.......the two old men are Danny Roman....form SDH and BKM and GFB...danny has been in all my bands except the dicks......and me in the sort of center...white beard...that's me....i am happy with the songs.....
we play on Oct 26 at Cafe Du Nord here in SF with Kelly Willis..we open of course...i'll send more info on that later.......u can check the Cafe Du Nord web site............listen to the Buddha Brothers......tell Jeff what you think....hes a nice guy so be nice to him...please.......gf