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Four Years
Four years today. It definitely doesn’t get any easier. Maybe just clearer. Or something. Full moon babies waiting tables with their mommas Phone call dreamland, virtually distilled Guys with boots and perfumed karmas Visions layed out and fulfilled Little people swaying … Continue reading
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First Kiss… yet again.
It’s crazy how fucking fast time flies, huh. Last night some dude I was conversing with at MOTR brought up the Cincy riots and I immediately remembered that today is the day, 12 years ago, that Nate and I first … Continue reading
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Who Be Dat? A few more songs you should listen to.
But first, I love this shot of Nate. It’s just, exactly him. And that face… that’s how he always looked when he was reading. Thanks for the photo, Frankie. Damn. Why is Nate so hot? I like this next … Continue reading
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Who Be Dat? A few songs.
Felt inspired to post a few Who Be Dat? tunes today. Reading Nate’s poetry over the years, I hear a lot of them in his songs. Anyway, Nate on lead vocals and conga. Love this write up on the band. … Continue reading
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Three years.
Yeah. So it’s been three years, today. And I don’t even really know what that means anymore. In fact, I call bullshit on the whole time theory we all seem content enough to agree on. Because the way I see (feel) … Continue reading
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Bundle the fuck up, y’all
Spent today at the CCAT House making the daily phone calls to patients on the waiting list. “I’m really sorry sir, but we couldn’t get a bed for you today. We’ll call you again tomorrow and let you know. Now … Continue reading
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Friday the 13th. 2001.
Kissed Nate for the first time today, 11 years ago.
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Another love poem
Another poem that Nate stuck under my pillow, when I was with Brook. You know, I actually used to yell at him for doing that. I just can’t even comprehend that right now. Fireflies in the summer christmas Meadow Lips … Continue reading
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Nate being Nate (Video 1)
Nate shootin’ the shit (edited for appropriateness, of course) at Victor St. with a little cameo from Brook and the late Downtown Coty Brown. Three of my all-time favorite soul mates. (If the video keeps trippin, just click on the title to … Continue reading
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