The House That Fox Built

Pish Posh, Passions and Professions

Room 11 – The Face It Show


I laughed when I read the name of the show… The Face It Show.

You can’t peg this group into one of your little holes…

It’s the Funk – Rock – Hip Hop attack on your earhole..

Get some dammit… bring yourself and don’t be the one reading about it the next day.

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This entry was posted on November 20, 2009 by in Live Set, music, OMG and tagged , , , , , , , , .

A Twit Says What?

Random Scratchings on Yellow Note Pads

-The dawn of the rotation of the sun pushes time closer and the focus tighter on this destiny.

-The “I” pushes the universe forth, making clean cuts and shaking loose pieces of my sense of misguided trust.

-Struggling to maintain a way to make change; my mind seeks your reflection again and again.

-Strange new phases replace familiar explanations; excuses for mental abuses

-I resolve to evolve.

-Of it, but not able to be in it, The “I” is consumed by it.

-Denied it, failed at it, goddamned it.

-The “I”, blue black with sirens blazing, sees the coping of the game spinning down around the way - girl after girl - in love with the twirl.

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