Most of the killers never get famous and its hard on everyone.
I've been late for every musical trend that I get into. The Smiths? Late. Broke up before I was born. Jets to Brazil? Broke up when I entered high school. Everclear? Still technically together but with nothing of the same swagger as Art Alexakis is the only member left. Brand New, Placebo and ...I was about to say Dresden Dolls, since I saw them a year or so back, but I suppose Amanda Palmer's in her world of bliss with Neil Gaiman. Type O Negative was just depressing, what with Peter Steele so drunk he couldn't remember how to play his bass or sing without music sheets. The only beautiful thing was him solo doing, "you've got to hide your love away," without any assisstance. Toadies got back together, but without their kick ass chick bassist, Lisa Umbarger. They still might be worth checking out. Vaden Todd Lewis is the reason I thought unrequited love was the best and only kind for a good four years of my life, possibly longer.
...My nails are really green. I forget where I was going with any of this. No, I know. It has to do with one of my abortive post attempts earlier. With a book by Marc Spitz about Joe Green ex-heroin addict, Smith fiend rock journalist, called "How Soon is Never?" Eventually trying to reclaim the past will do you no good. He tries with a woman he's madly in love with to reunite the Smiths. She has a punk-rocker boyfriend who is completely the opposite of Joe, so therefor she is an unobtainable, and he realises outside of Morrissey's house that what they're doing won't be the same. It won't be the fucking smiths.
I think I might drive to Hico, TX. toadies.sonarmanagement.com/index.htm
...My nails are really green. I forget where I was going with any of this. No, I know. It has to do with one of my abortive post attempts earlier. With a book by Marc Spitz about Joe Green ex-heroin addict, Smith fiend rock journalist, called "How Soon is Never?" Eventually trying to reclaim the past will do you no good. He tries with a woman he's madly in love with to reunite the Smiths. She has a punk-rocker boyfriend who is completely the opposite of Joe, so therefor she is an unobtainable, and he realises outside of Morrissey's house that what they're doing won't be the same. It won't be the fucking smiths.
I think I might drive to Hico, TX. toadies.sonarmanagement.com/index.htm