Peer into my fingers.Texting
The New Romanticism
Time Travelers,
The space is infinite but what (who) is outside this big bang fishbowl? What's more frightening the puppet master possibility or the chaos. Answer: Fucking Know-It-All's and the mobs they create. Time is an infinite knot OR a string with no ends to put through the eye of a needle in a haystack. You and everyone you know are so fucked. By "fucked" I mean doomed as fuck. But it's going to be gorgeous until then. Sweaty and gorgeous. Dylan, never recant. We will all be snapped like whips in his hand. Don't mind me.
I found a van today world. A 1991 Dodge Xplorer. 160K miles. White with four 80's-style racing stripes all the way around her. What's the play kids? Somebody with better car buying skills than I tell me what's the introductory offer for a house on wheels, gypsy dreamboat, quest for the holy grail rocking 7 nights a week, ticket out of the daily grind. Which is hell. We serve you. You're entitled. Money, money, money... everything is priceless. Work sucks. I talk too much and you're a crotchity old sourpuss. Don't mind me.
I cut my hair and I'm rocking a midsummer beard. Old ladies think I'm the Jehova of Television. I fix their shit and they follow me around hunched over like a question mark, plastic walker wheels silent on the wood floors of the house they're selling to move into the cute, sunny people closet complex, called FINALITY. The wrinkly, bathrobe, movie night, butt wipe lock-in before eternity. Her eyes were red like blood was going to literally explode out of them. Her signature was immaculate. I told her that I almost died from a bad electrical line 2 days ago. She told me that we're all 19 forever. I asked her if she was scared and she said no sweetie we are
THE INVINCIBLE KIDS
Saturday August 15
9PM
TURF CLUB
Maudlin, TIK, plus Solid Gold DJ sets and Surprise Guest!
Barb Abney is turning 40 and I'm going to drink beer and we are going to melt your skulls from inside out with electropunkrock hits to the chest!
Be there or be [ ]
PS the first time I wrote this, myspace crashed when I tried to use the scroll bar. The second time it crashed because I tried to add a little moving animation of a vampire that looked like the Count from Sesame Street mixed with a lego guy. Thanks for reading it. Thx for coming to the shows and supporting TIK. 1st the Van... then... the world. Ha ha ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Saturday night. Turf Club.
C U
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