Michael Madsen, good music, broads, booze
Bikes and Booty; wearing their colours; while
the old Man not wearing his colours and played
by Dennis Hopper as a character also one of the
Victors, a biker with things to see and places to
do and the backing track sings sweetly of Love
for Maria, as the sunshine’s perfect and the naked Indian talks of such a day being ones last, as he begins to end this day with bloodshed and revenge for the killing of wild sexy wild-livin woman, by the name of Cherokee Chisum.
And ‘stay of the main highway,’ the sixes are around, says Eddie Zero, to the gentleman.
And the girl in the white jeans, with eyes burning bright, has long brown hair that reaches to hair lower back, and as she talks of fire, the hero trades the tease, as he looks at her and tells her ‘later, Peyote please?’
And, ‘It’s sexostential,’ she says, as she holds the papers of the story that is his, as he walks to his bike, his words lost in a whirl, as she stakes him, with an arrow.
Then the scene shifts, to a young Chino-Indian, who knocks at a cabin-door, askin ‘do you need anything?’ And, the guy answerin the door is Cavid Carradine.
And after that … the film continues, to the mariachi twang of a duelling guitar and voice, as Madsen rails about the way his Life is going, as Victor’s continue motorin their Hell ride, as revenge of is sought, for the burning of a young woman in 1974, by a character that is played by Larry bishop, in a film written and directed, by Larry Bishop …
An ex-policeman in jail for selling cannabis gets some hard times. I kept a note-book of assorted thoughts of interest. This is the first page.
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Paul Simon wrote ‘Homeward Bound’ on the platform of Wigan Station during his 1964 – stay in the U.K.
The song was in the British charts for twelve weeks in 1966
‘When there’s no getting over that rainbow, when my smallest of dreams won’t come true, I can take all the madness the world has to give, but I won’t last a day without you.’ The carpenters.
“… I get by with a little help from my friends, I get high with a little help from my friends; I’m gonna try with a little help from my friends…” Lennon & McCartney
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Small sound emits from my throat and my heart...I was born the youngest of five in 1964. I felt it ;even if I was considered too small.
Dont tell me I did not run to the mailbox every day so I could intercept a letter of draft for one of my two brothers. Those letters never came. My anxiety never ended.
The music, ohh man the music. I have an LP record collection that would make a grown man cry and a young man say, hell thats cool, I ought to remake it.
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‘Do you want the truth, or something beautiful,’ by Elle, is the ‘new r&b sound for today the voiceover announces: and, I remember the muso on the train, being prompted with idea’s, by an Indo Asian, wearing glasses who annoyed me with his glibness, regarding lyrics.
And I went to my bedroom, upon hearing the news, that Polanski was arrested with a view to extradition, tho the girl in question is now thirty-one and says ‘no’; and, two young policewomen have been told by Ofsted that their childcare arrangements are illegal, as they look after the other child when on duty; and, this is the world were the poor of Manila suffer floods that are the direct responsibility of the developed world, through Global Warming; ‘but of course, that doesn’t exist,’ say some still.
‘Do you want the truth, or something beautiful,’ by Elle, is the ‘new r&b sound for today the voiceover announces. Isn’t the answer to that one obvious?
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