Temptation is great and
horrible to be in it
like a position
that we want or seek or that
we want to give up
like smoking or
whatever.
Play a song about our funerals
i shouted to the band tonight,
bar crowded and dirty with
bodies and
the reek of flesh and
temptation
play a song about our funerals
all of us
about the time when we'll be dead and
this will all be a
memory
or simply forgotten.
Play a song about that
or sit the fuck down
and old god ike
playing blues, nodded and smiled
under his hat that
hid his lidded eyes and
pulled heavy on the note, strong
a song
about all our funerals
an ikos, by ike--
or at least that's how it felt.
so good, it was so
sad and
stirring and
across the bar someone
or other
wanted desperately to
meet someone's eyes when
all the bluesman kept saying
over and
over was
you darn fools
you're all gonna die. And he
hit the note on, right on and
slid with it
old god ike
friday nite and
josey is 26.
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6 comments:
WOW!
The man can write, the man can write.
No kidding!
Celebrational! Narrational! Sensational!
Ike gave up painting a long time ago. Somebody should remind him how fun it is.
Life is birth and death, and in between nothing more than maintenance.
I wish I could have heard that note, that song.
Then again, perhaps, I did.
In the mosquito buzzing, full of the blood of my aching lip.
In the imperceptible parasite, in between bites, munching on my skin.
In my dreams, of longing, and rememberance.
In the flyer, selling flesh, taped, tapping on my door.
Broken umbrellas are a promise to the wind, and the cat's corpse is a worms best friend.
Bravo Blizz! This one could be painted. I wasn`t there, but you set the scene. I may just interperate this one.
Hope you had a solid 2/6 Josey (no mix)
So not to detract from the beauty, abstractness, or mystery of this, but was the song a cover or an original? What was it called (I am moved, that's all -maybe I can hear it too)
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