on the corner

so lets shatter the mimetic. shall we?

holy crap.
personally still workin uphill against the lack of light in this god forsaken corner of these great united states. inspite of (or maybe because of) the fact that today the sun made a strong appearance for the first time, probably, since two saturdays ago. teasin and remindin.

and so i came home after bein in the zopa and kicked in a miles davis video from '73. bitches brew and all that. and now realize, and this is certainly odd, but the only inheritor that hendrix legitimately had was my boy.

holy crap. stretch it all out in a blues groove without limit.

ice cold.
wearin shoes that ya just gotta believe in.