froggie

happy birthday!

i cant wait to hear someone say that Hell is chrome is their worst song! (after me)

my burner's being playing up lately - i'll get it out soon

here's a link to some photos i took... hopefully it works... let me know. i have them in a bigger size and higher resolution too: http://s21.photobucket.com/albums/b274/jov...lbourne%202009/

i already did

just get rid of the sesame street version of outtasite and leave it as it is!

i just got home. first time i've seen and heard him solo. he was the support act for the re-formed Laughing Clowns with Ed Kuepper. he played for about 40 mins and it didnt really grab me at all. bring on the lap steel on Airline to heaven anyday!. it seemed like end of Handshake Drugs the whole time (like one song that never ended). he did some cool tactics like acting like he was about to eat his guitar. and there was this cylinder thing the he put against the strings and put his mouth to it to make more weird noises, and he kept flicking a switch and pedals i met him earlier in the aftern

i hate both words, but people confusing "hence" and "thus"

happy birthday old bean!

LZ LZII LZIII ? HOTH PG P TSRTS ITTOD C

"i thought i held you"

> i wouldn't mind if nels had one or two less fingers. dont scare me, i'm seeing/hearing him solo for the first time tomorrow night > 7. "Why Would You Wanna Live"

apparently there's been one death in australia and about 20 others quarantined

> "Clapton's got nothing on this guy." George Harrison would sue if he heard that quote

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Joveski:

i thought that was Time out of mind!

the air conditioner hum... and that isnt a warren zevon reference!

its going to be a pian in the arse when the thread gets bumped up and we have to type W(TA)

not just the opening line. but the whole song is great!

same here. vibes for Jay, from downunder

This rings a bell from 1994 Folks, Id like to sing a song about the American Dream About me, about you About the way our American hearts beat way down in the bottom of our chests About that special feeling we get in the cockles of our hearts Maybe below the cockles, Maybe in the sub cockle area, Maybe in the liver, maybe in the kidneys, Maybe even in the colon, we dont know Im just a regular Joe, with a regular job Im your average white, suburbanized slob I like football and porno and books about war I got an average house, with a nice hardwood floor My wife and my job, my kids and my

what did i do?!?!

> Thank you for bein' a friend... travel down the road and back again, your heart is true, you're a pal and a confidant. R.I.P Bea

> Alright, fellow Wilco maniacs, tell me if I'm fucking nuts you have a point with the lyrics - but you're fucking nuts