Monday, February 23, 2009

BS TOUR

dream
INC, but no miami. think inc on tour. think i was supposed to be in philly.

i was naked in bed sitting up. the bedroom door was slightly open. the front picture window had a view of another noise house across the street. noise in both. some kinda big show. but it was daylight.. i sensed commotion across the street right after a particular person passed my door and crossed the street quickly, excitedly telling some fools at the other house to come back... maybe 10 cross the street in full arrogance, this "we're gonna kick some fucking ass man" strut, ive seen it many times.. im still sitting. i know they are going to come into the room for me. i think "its gonna trick them out when they see im nude! ha! smallminded egos"
SO theyve arrived at the house. at the door. where is the commotion? whats happened is that suddenly the energy is hushed... maybe they werent so excited about this in the first place. finally a girl comes in accusingly.
there were some jackasses there claiming i had some kinda affiliation with christianity that i was trying to hide. one of them pointed out a logo or something printed on an ankle strap i was wearing under pants, the kinda thing youd strap over your pants leg while riding a bike. so wow, hahaha, there was something there, oh no, totally busted. i leapt up onto the clapboard shoddy ass foot high stage, it was littered with silver microphone stands standing with different silver microphones of vintage nature, all of them wired up... the subliminator was in the crowd, perhaps about to go on soon? i yelled and laughed, jumped and hooted, called and wowed... not one of those mics helped me at all, the only things that were picked up were heavily effected, super short metallic delays, stuttering phase shifts, none understandable. it was my intention to tell these fools what fools they were by pointing out that i do my shopping at thrift stores, and, duh, theres your basis for having christian links on my clothes, its obvious to me, these places are full of promotional bullshit that they couldnt even give away, and christianity is one of the most self promotional organizations on the planet. IS the worlds most self promotional orginization.
but i spurted and laughed, bouncing up and down on this cheap stage, some hooted from the floor in excitement, but the message was lost, and that was fine i thought, it didnt and doesnt matter, just getting the irritation out that fools on earth cause me by showing what fool jackass sub animal being they can be, that was enough, i got it out.
later at a show there were still jackasses. big dumb dudes. picking up cases full of precious noise pedals and what, destroying them? stealing them? i know not what the intentions were. doesnt actually matter because i stopped this thick head with my shortwave, im like dude, fuck that, and i run around and swing, stab, poke punch breathe fire pull eyes out at all these motherfuckers and not one of them defends himself. runnin. yeah i know youre sayin Oh he's a big man in his dreams, like some jackie chan... you just let me catch you with my gear case dude. ill be breathing fire and shit. youll be all fucked up.