I woke up and thought I'd write a novel
So I did...
-- (or something like that) Charles Bukowski
I'm building a multi-media living sculpture, with the help of many.
I'm gonna' do the band and the movie someday, but for now this website will do, get to the whole 9 later, and I've already done the starving, lost, drunk, and stupid thing.
So that's out of the way, and if I fail, I'm pretty sure there's a coffin waiting for me no matter what.
The doom prophet walks in and says,
"I can feel the isolation sweating from my pores."
& I can dig what he means.
He's talking about the smell of honeysuckle dying on a withered vine
He's talking about the feeling of missing a high school dance while everybody has a date on the inside, meanwhile you're tied to fear and a worthless suit with two worthless tickets tucked safely inside of a breast pocket, parked by a garbage bin on the outside
He's talking about working in the rain with holes in the shoes and burn marks on the soul but you got up at 5 AM anyway and went to work knowing the whole day was going to be like this...
He's talking about life
You get kids and bills and s***that won't go away, if you're lucky...
You'll see her around here, and soon enough, you'll see her all over the world. She is the face of want2bearockstar.com.
The First Lady of Rock is Lady Liberty, kicking her heels up, from Sea to shining Sea, and she's gearing up for a world wide tour. Soon the First Lady of Rock will be making a whistlestop tour of the historical rock and roll map, from Memphis to the Whiskey in LA, from Liverpool to Las Vegas. We'll post pictures on the site.
Keep your eyes peeled. Spot her with her psychedelic coat and her rockstar shades, and you might even win a prize.
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