Philip Thurston
Monday, June 11, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
he was just 16 when he decided to be a star
>dropped outta high school and picked up a guitar
>traveled away down south many moons and and many miles
>to the home of the blues
>New Orleans style.
>
>he stood on a corner and played 'til his fingers was raw
>people was late for work cuz the wonder they saw
>some gave a dime and some gave a quarter
>but the most curious gift he got was from a man with a recorder
>
>Man said come here, boy and tell me who you are
>you keep playin' like that and I'll make you a star
>they call me Chicken Bone on the south side o' chicago
>tell me where to go, I'll be there tomorrow.
>
>next day in studio 13 Chicken Bone played what he knew
>devil blues, country and a little rockabilly too.
>Hot damn! Boss yelled you shonuff play fine
>take this here pen and put it to this here dotted line
>
>No suh can't do that. my gift is my own
>I'll share it with the world through my own microphone.
>Eyes filled with fire, claws scratching his desk
>Man said sign here, boy, this is not a test.
>
>Sorry sir, but I really must be on my way
>Then he closed the door behind him he was off toward another day
>Chicken Bone grinned slyly cuz he knew what he had done
>He had stood face to face with the devil and the poor boy had won.
Sunday, May 13, 2007
you can almost see my brain my nostrils are so big. I was at about 3000´when this pic was snapped. good time, but catch a 6´ anywhere and you will feel better. people often ask "is skydiving better than sex?" My repy is, "It's better than bad sex." and we all know what that is like.
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