"Oklahoma City looks might pretty???" See, that's what happened to Pop music, when its basic underlying honesty began to deteriorate sometime in the Sixties and the more fundamental and critical concepts of sex drugs and rock and roll pulled up the slack. -R
I am a middle aged, retired curmudgeonly type, who keeps to himself and sometimes reminds others of a serial killer.
I am gratified that you are taking the time to read this, but still I wonder; what brings you here? was it the 'next blog' button? anyway, welcome. Feel free to comment, I will feel free to bleep 'em out if I think it necessary.
My posting style is a subtle blend of chaos theory and jazz/bop riffing, fed by the stacatto notions that seem to appear on one neural synapse or another.
I apologize in advance for any spelling, grammatical or syntax errors that you might find--my style requires that I ennunciate these thoughts quickly, before my attention span shifts....
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Thanks.
"Oklahoma City looks might pretty???" See, that's what happened to Pop music, when its basic underlying honesty began to deteriorate sometime in the Sixties and the more fundamental and critical concepts of sex drugs and rock and roll pulled up the slack.
-R
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