"1, 2, 3, 4...there ain't no devil; there ain't no lord. 5, 6, 7, 8...only love, only hate."

[myernestito]

when i do something bad, i imagine giant axes with dull blades thudding into my sternum, cracking me wide open to my toes. swisschuhdunk, much like the sound of trash meeting predetermined can fate, and there i'd be, bare for all the world. i would look up, the shamed perpetrator, with a sheepish grin. a grand finale where i imagine myself

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[thispinkmoon]

I love the harmonica. I've always wanted to play it. I loved watching my dad onstage (he played harmonica) and feeling the music. It always made me cry.
My sister is sending me his old harmonicas...and I will learn.

[myernestito]

that sounds marvelous. i would love to learn. it really is a very intimate instrument, and i think it takes a special type of person to be a harmonicist(?). i wish you all the luck; i would love to learn!

I'll erase this if you want, this made me think of these lyrics. Probably the whole axe thing.

[blueburningsun]

This room is a fluorescent tomb

Re: I'll erase this if you want, this made me think of these lyrics. Probably the whole axe thing.

[myernestito]

tell me who it is?!! you always forget the name of the band/singer and song title. maybe i'd like to hear these, but that's never an option because you never give me enough info, charlie! "i'm the boss, need the info!"

Re: I'll erase this if you want, this made me think of these lyrics. Probably the whole axe thing.

[blueburningsun]

I'm sorry. I don't give info to people about cds I make them or lyrics I give them, becuase I want to know if they like it first. So then they are like, "Wait, that was ________? I'm going to check that out more!"

Band:The Blood Brothers
song: Every Breath is a Bomb
cd:Burn, Piano Island, Burn