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Why you robbin' the people blind?
First they poison us so we can't think
with soft drinks and pharmaceutical drugs
then they outlaw the vitamins
and things that are good for us
They squeeze us dry make us sweat for the money
then they take it back
there is no hope for tomorrow
all we do is sorrow tryin' no to get too far behind
Why you
robbin' the people blind
what did they ever do to you
to make them feel the way you do
and to do these things you do
Who do you send to run the wars
that are fought for your benefit
bought and paid for by
the working people's deficit
So you could line your pockets
with your money and bad deeds
causing people to suffer
because of the life you lead
what will you do
when all is said and done
when your life is over
and your the only one
left to pray for your soul
that you left behind
who screams and cries,
Why you
robbin'
the people
blind?
with soft drinks and pharmaceutical drugs
then they outlaw the vitamins
and things that are good for us
They squeeze us dry make us sweat for the money
then they take it back
there is no hope for tomorrow
all we do is sorrow tryin' no to get too far behind
Why you
robbin' the people blind
what did they ever do to you
to make them feel the way you do
and to do these things you do
Who do you send to run the wars
that are fought for your benefit
bought and paid for by
the working people's deficit
So you could line your pockets
with your money and bad deeds
causing people to suffer
because of the life you lead
what will you do
when all is said and done
when your life is over
and your the only one
left to pray for your soul
that you left behind
who screams and cries,
Why you
robbin'
the people
blind?
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
How we became the Dirty Suits
I met Jaime in January of 06, the day I moved to Los angeles. I had lived there a couple of times before, the last time being the year 2000. I had taken the California Shuttle Bus down from San Francisco. I planned to meet a Drummer. We were hanging out at his place, and then he said,
"I met this guy who plays rockabilly. He wants me to be his drummer, but i don't really like his kind of music. He's pretty cool though, want to come with us to a bar?" I figured why not. Soon the dude arrived.
"Hey, my name's Jaime. Jaime Sol Black."
"Jaime so what?" I remember thinking. He definitely wasn't shy. He grabbed my guitar and started singing one of his songs. Then he looked up and said-
"on this part, i want some girls to sing backup vocals."
Who is this guy? I thought. Bit of a maniac. He was funny though. He couldn't stop talking about PBR and his punk rock friends from back in New York. He liked my Operation Ivy shirt and asked me if I wanted to play Bass for his band.
"Well, I want to start my own band."
"You can do that too. You can play in my band and start your own band."
He seemed pretty adventurous and I liked that, like he'd be ready to go tour to Europe at the drop of a hat. He had a pirate's instinct. He was also the brokest person I knew besides yours truly, so I knew he couldn't judge me for my impencunious lifestyle.
So we all ended up over at Obriens, which funny enough, 2 years later, we were playing there all the time. There was a band called Saucy Monky fronted by a really hot chick who claimed to be an ex stripper. She also somehow had finagled her way onto U2's jetplane. Jaime kept telling her she sounded like Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I didn't think so but I assume she took it as a compliment.
We soon made our way over to Jaime's to watch some movie with the Grateful Dead and Janis Joplin. I thought it was cool that Jaime wasn't a one dimensional punk rocker, that he had eclectic taste and was a bit of a beatnik as well.
"I met this guy who plays rockabilly. He wants me to be his drummer, but i don't really like his kind of music. He's pretty cool though, want to come with us to a bar?" I figured why not. Soon the dude arrived.
"Hey, my name's Jaime. Jaime Sol Black."
"Jaime so what?" I remember thinking. He definitely wasn't shy. He grabbed my guitar and started singing one of his songs. Then he looked up and said-
"on this part, i want some girls to sing backup vocals."
Who is this guy? I thought. Bit of a maniac. He was funny though. He couldn't stop talking about PBR and his punk rock friends from back in New York. He liked my Operation Ivy shirt and asked me if I wanted to play Bass for his band.
"Well, I want to start my own band."
"You can do that too. You can play in my band and start your own band."
He seemed pretty adventurous and I liked that, like he'd be ready to go tour to Europe at the drop of a hat. He had a pirate's instinct. He was also the brokest person I knew besides yours truly, so I knew he couldn't judge me for my impencunious lifestyle.
So we all ended up over at Obriens, which funny enough, 2 years later, we were playing there all the time. There was a band called Saucy Monky fronted by a really hot chick who claimed to be an ex stripper. She also somehow had finagled her way onto U2's jetplane. Jaime kept telling her she sounded like Karen O from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs. I didn't think so but I assume she took it as a compliment.
We soon made our way over to Jaime's to watch some movie with the Grateful Dead and Janis Joplin. I thought it was cool that Jaime wasn't a one dimensional punk rocker, that he had eclectic taste and was a bit of a beatnik as well.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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