Bandless ( Read more... )

Hungover ( Read more... )

He finally does it ( Read more... )

"You can't." Roger tells him, and shrugs, sliding the staff paper across the table back at Taylor. "You just can't. That's not Well Hungarians stuff. Maybe it's Taylor stuff, and that's cool, you know? But piano isn't really Well Hungarians, it's too classic, plus, we don't have a pianist. I mean, maybe without the piano we could play some, but ( Read more... )

Man ( Read more... )

Interviewer: How many friends do you have on Myspace?

Johnny Rzeznik: Zero. My girlfriend won't let me have a Myspace.

Interview: Really?

J.R.: Yeah.

Interviewer: Yeah, well who wears the pants?

J.R.: Her.

Interviewer: Really?!

J.R.: Yeah.

Taylor nearly stumbles through his old neighborhood. When did it get so clean? Where....is his dealer ( Read more... )

two am and i'm still awake, writing a song
if i get it all down on paper, its no longer
inside of me, threatening the life they belong to
and i feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
and i know that you'll use them, however you want to

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I love when people ask me what my name is. That is all.