Sunday, August 18, 2013

monday monday, cant trust that day...


One of the great albums of the early seventies. Bagged by the English rock critics. for who knows what but the thing is if you want to become a bedroom picker then there is no better place to start than this one.
So there!!!!!!!


Young Marcus Aurelius



who do you love?

everything is going dead slow this a.m.
why?
Listened to the fugs yesterday. They co-opted some real musicians after the first album and the standard is very high.
The verse is radical and over the top but hey its about time the world got a shake up.
Its very predictable and truth to tell awful.
the problem is if you tell them about it then you get bagged for being a whatever. Don't you.
The whole world is using the media to snoop and pry and bully because that is the psychologically satisfying component of power. isn't it.
It just doesn't stop.
does it.

Found a copy of Marcus Aurelius the other day in the Family store.
Good stuff for the 65+ gang to use in contemplating the life the universe and everything else.

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