A load off...
I realised there was one thing stopping me from being truly happy, a common thread running through all of the disasters, mishaps & trauma in my life. Something… that seemed so inconsequential, was really the most significant issue in my life. This thing is Bad Hair.
I sat down & thought about everything that has ever gone wrong for me - a fairly long list - I came to the conclusion that it could all could be attributed to me having bad hair. So that's what I did.
Crashing cars - Bad hair.
Loss of passion - Bad hair
Drug & Alcohol abuse - Bad hair.
Reckless endangerment of life - Bad hair.
Acting like a freakin idiot - Bad hair.
Bad hair - Bad hair.
With this in mind I went to my local rockabilly barber & had it all cut off. Since that point - Aye is taking 4 months off work, so we can travel the world together - I have negotiated my non-attendance at a (work) show in Washington DC next year, so I can go on a holiday with my mates instead - I no longer care that I’m borderline epileptic - I am no longer invisible to women - I seem to be taller - I like eating greens for the first time ever - everything seems sunnier… & I've gained this 'I don’t give a fuck & I'm happy with it' attitude. Which is nice.
So to all those in a deep depression, my recommendation is to go & see a guy wearing dungarees, talk about Northern Soul & the difference between R&B (Rhythm & Blues) & R&B (Rhythm & Base) & then get all your hair cut off.
I sat down & thought about everything that has ever gone wrong for me - a fairly long list - I came to the conclusion that it could all could be attributed to me having bad hair. So that's what I did.
Crashing cars - Bad hair.
Loss of passion - Bad hair
Drug & Alcohol abuse - Bad hair.
Reckless endangerment of life - Bad hair.
Acting like a freakin idiot - Bad hair.
Bad hair - Bad hair.
With this in mind I went to my local rockabilly barber & had it all cut off. Since that point - Aye is taking 4 months off work, so we can travel the world together - I have negotiated my non-attendance at a (work) show in Washington DC next year, so I can go on a holiday with my mates instead - I no longer care that I’m borderline epileptic - I am no longer invisible to women - I seem to be taller - I like eating greens for the first time ever - everything seems sunnier… & I've gained this 'I don’t give a fuck & I'm happy with it' attitude. Which is nice.
So to all those in a deep depression, my recommendation is to go & see a guy wearing dungarees, talk about Northern Soul & the difference between R&B (Rhythm & Blues) & R&B (Rhythm & Base) & then get all your hair cut off.