[…] and bowled over, marveling at the destructive act. It’s been nights cornered by lust, like a fly in a tarantula dream, and days that split the long beams down my eyes. It was a white sun in Lafayette in 1999 and the […]
[…] and keeps me on a dark and narrow track. I tried to disengage from this blog. I shared poetry and performances and I wrote about others. Writing about others came home to roost when they started taking notice. […]
Jim Trainer is a communicator. Growing up in the hardcore scene of the early 90’s taught him everything he needed to know about real work. Jim Trainer believes in rock and roll. It may be our only salvation in this dark world. He’s carried the torch for independent media, broadcasting ... Continue reading →
Going for the Throat 
Worth saving as a resource! Rock and Roll through the word.
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[…] and bowled over, marveling at the destructive act. It’s been nights cornered by lust, like a fly in a tarantula dream, and days that split the long beams down my eyes. It was a white sun in Lafayette in 1999 and the […]
[…] and keeps me on a dark and narrow track. I tried to disengage from this blog. I shared poetry and performances and I wrote about others. Writing about others came home to roost when they started taking notice. […]