as you may or may not know i have recently re-connected with an old friend. the headphones. and he brought someone with him.
dungen.
no, it's not pronounced dungeon, but i like to think it was recorded in one. it's the best ROCK album i've heard in years. drum fills, guitar solos, flute breaks, organ FREAK OUTS!!!!
dungen is basically a one man band (which i'm always partial too), with some other swede helpling out on lead guitars.
what's it sound like? cream playing blue cheer covers? ten years after if they were from the future? dinosaur jr. if j. mascis decided to be really honest with himself?
that's not quite it.
the singing is all in swedish but i'm guessing the songs are about knights, and vikings, and magic rings, and demons. and probably satan.
and with my headphones on i am slaying dragons and rescuing maidens right alongside dungen!!!
and there's probably an elf or something with me.

the service was full of people i've never seen. misshapen faces quivering with grief and fear. they have seen the mighty fall and the meek congregating.
i swallowed a pill that cleared my head.
i see your point. i see your pointless point. you are cliched and unimaginative...spread out and crumpled like cheap sheets...stains on your back visible to strangers...hidden from us...hidden like easter eggs.
your sorry tattoos leave a mark of shame. a shame we share. a shame i inherited from my father but entirely new to you.
your fingernails are stained forever...fingernails chipped and broken and regrown and chipped and broken.
(yelled) PAINT YOUR FACE ON THE MIRROR!!
(quietly) paint your face as it is today, because it is as i will always see you.
(yelled) WE WILL TRIUMPH OVER YOU!! WE WILL WAKE YOU FROM YOUR SLEEP!! WE WILL KNOCK PICTURES FROM THE WALL!! WE WALK STEPS AHEAD BECAUSE WE KNOW WHERE YOU'VE BEEN AND WE KNOW WHERE YOU'RE GOING!!
(whispered) your voice is tired. it crackles and quivers like manipulated tape.

and that's who succeeds in this world.
the rapists.
the child rapists.
men with no morals.
men with bricks in their hands.
men who initialize their first names.
men who never think (men who never think).
liars and thieves!
liars and thieves!

but the men who jump from tall buildings never bounce more than once.
because if they bounce more than once, well....
they never jumped.

you think your job sucks? ever come home with one of these?

tonight this song saved my life :no.1
"did you feel the breeze, my love..."
some days are hard, you know.
so i slink home. plug in the box. hope for something.
tonight it was "summer's kiss" by the whigs. you know them. you know it. listen to it again.
some days are hard.

"my love, this dream i have each night/ i stare into a blinding light/ alone, i stare"
sigh.

today is dave davies birthday. best wishes and good health to the coolest man in rock.
go listen to "death of a clown" or "strangers" or that beautiful guitar bit in "waterloo sunset". you'll be a better person for it.
it's better than that shit you're listening to.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAVE!!

these are 6 lyrics from 6 songs i wish i had written:

6. i'm gonna turn on you/before you turn on me-"conjure me" afghan whigs
5. and these stilts i walk on/snap without my cross on-shadow of the dragon throats
4. back slapping drinkers cheer the heavyweight brawl-"watch your step" elvis costello
3. at the end of the line/i'm afraid that i will find/i spent all my time/disappointed-"disappointed" ass ponys
2. hear my lines aloof and gloomy/that's as close as you'll get to me-"charming mutt" martyrs
1. a fool will waste his life god rest his guts-"here comes a regular" replacements

i hate everyone of these people for writing better lyrics than i ever could. dulli for his lucid anger.mike for his creepy religious imagery. costello for his wit. the ass ponys 'cuz that's what i want on my tombstone.p. saur because that is the most heartbreaking and brutal line ever. and westerberg for summing it all up.
i will alwaus be the dave davies to their ray.