Apparently, I'd like to have sex with Michael Stipe.

In a world where everyone wants everything now, immediately, or yesterday; I have chosen to live in a state of suspension of sorts. There is nothing like falling in love. Nothing in the world. The romantic trappings, the random smile that comes across your face with a random thought, the scent of flowers and sweet perfume. I love that. I love ( Read more... )

Last night I spent the night in an exquisite embrace. Yet it wasn't enough to erase my ruminations of something that completely cut me to the quick earlier in the evening.

( This says it all )

Well clearly I don't have nearly enough. So if any of my lovely friends out there have the capacity to find and make me icons I'd appreciate any help an old man can get.

How do you know when it’s that forever kind of love? I thought surely you’d know - how could you not. The very thoughts of the way the blush comes over her as…the way she wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you closer to her as your name lingers just under her breath. It’s unmistakeable. Well perhaps what things send you own heart racing ( Read more... )

If been spending quite a lot of time with my mind on things of a nefarious nature. I suppose I should be ashamed of myself, but when one is enchanted, it’s easy to blame the enchantress - it’s quite a lot easier than actually taking the blame oneself. Why do we need to blame anyone at all ( Read more... )

It's been warmer than usual as of late. Thursday I'm flying back to Germany in time for our Bonn show and Live8 and our already scheduled Stuutgart show on that day as well. Most everyone is already there, just after playing 19th June in Norway I felt I needed to come home - recharge these old bones. Somehow I feel older than all the rest ( Read more... )