MAHJONGOHNY TITANS CAN ONLY GET

Life can be described as a series of forgiveness, forgiveness for this and forgiveness for that. Hate can be expressed in many ways, it can be fresh or it can be meager, but to all available, this is where plans have come from. Can’t take that lying down and you never will. It would be like, knocking back in knickers to carnival tunes, if I had to piece together most of my dreams, but wence has come as it has left my brain, because I will come up stronger, so shall the rest of us, from when I can remember their was pop music, and we are talking the good kind. the kind you can rock to in a tank top, and not be concerned a bit. the path to the grave is hard for a pointless destination. we can enjoy to a right full end with an ear to a speaker, or surrounded by head phones. I have been dedicated to the quest of finding all of those perfect pop hits from the best pop eras, you guys all know them by heart, you just need to hear them again to resurrect the memory. Because I have nothing else to do, that is what I am here for, I want to sit back with some pink lemonade in a reclining chair, already having decided this was an accomplishment, and proceed to take my socks off while giggling. my soul above all else is what needs to be rung clean. The past is a present at a time before we can remember, I come from no roots in anything at all, raised only by a car stereo, and classic oldies each hit like a gemstone straight to your heart and in every thing but clothing when you’re young. Since the old days when there was nothing more than a spirit that I tucked in bed, and like a spirit

I was never content in a single spot, though always confined in a room. Then there was outside, there was no end, and your spirit never dies. In attempt to capture my spirit again, the one that lived in transit, I have taken it upon myself to track down all those one hit wonders, all that sweetgeezn lovin in all its tangles. the best old music, the music that should rotten the back of your head, rather than the front of a warehouse on vinyl. I am of course a fan of old television, it is definitely my favourite tv, with little to no exceptions, and we should be open to debate, ofcourse discussion. I also very much enjoy tracking down things that look badass as shit, but that don’t actually serve any purpose at all, most likely because they are out dated. If a lot of old gorgeous pop music, colourful arguing, and trying to imagine being in different time period doesn’t suit your fancy, there’s no reason for you to come back, but hopefully it does, because I would have to ask what rock have you been living under for the last century. there's no other way to describe it, but as some black and white loving, and like I were, come to attention, I never like my friends to leave empty handed:

Here are a few of my favourite zombies tracks, none from oddessey & oracle, because you must earn entitlement. you can’t just hand out free candy on a corner in broad daylight, without looking like a creep. please enjoy, and let me know what you think, a lot more to come, not only in music but in everything else things.

Here: you ole' lazy fool

the Zombies the Way I Feel Inside