As a child I would cry without shame Then as a man I’d build walls to stop the rain When my daddy died I threw my pain against the wind I couldn’t cry Couldn’t look within In my time Love Left me alone Look at my shadows Craving to atone Knowing now I only [...]
Oh the people I remember In the stories that I tell Some be angels from my wildest dreams Others psycho freaks from hell I’ll avoid the histrionics I wouldn’t want to waste your time But each moment tends to foment More than my heart can keep inside Though I wasn’t born yesterday And my [...]
In this place I get to gush Show me how Together Blush? Acknowledge times not aware Boldly now Poetic Where? I found the payoff I found the payoff I found the payoff Random noise can not compete Inhale, two, three, four, five, six… Exhale, two, three, four, five, six… Inhale, two, three, four, five, [...]
I’ve tried everything I could think to do Accessed every resource, even made up a few But all my efforts seem to have been in vain So I’m living with the pain The last time I sought relief I had some success Made me just a little over-confident I guess Still I wouldn't want to [...]
Before I go into the story intimated in the last post... Here is something I'd like to share. Awesome coolness afoot. Peace/Love
This next video was a fun little exercise. I needed to find a place in town so I wouldn't have to continue to commute from Waialua to my new Handi Van job. A good friend and I were seriously thinking of getting a place together. Anyway, you get the idea, I went on a tour of [...]
The above screen shot is from 2008. It was the first video I uploaded to YouTube that was of artists other than myself. I was still living in Waialua, on the north shore of Oahu and my band Social Smokers was playing regularly at a bar in Haleiwa called "Kainoa's Pancake House and Sports Bar". The [...]
... all that was going on in me that day I stood up to Bruce --------------------------------------- I look down at Bruce lying unconscious on the floor. Stacy and Clark are crying, confused and scared. At first, I hear nothing. As if I’ve gone deaf. Then slowly the sounds begin to match the scene before me. [...]
They just had to work on my aggressiveness and that would require a different kind of bullying. --------------------------------------------------- As I mentioned in another post, I was on a little league football team when I was about ten years old but never played even once... because I was "fat". So I was used basically as a [...]
My glasses! ------------. My glasses were a major trigger for me for most of my life. Almost as much as being called a pig. I was constantly breaking them myself and since Dad only let me get one new pair every year or two (or when my prescription changed dramatically) I often had to suffer [...]