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  • Birthday 03/05/1988

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  1. man id see them cause i never saw them before and i wouldnt miss that chance take what you get you know
  2. yeah right what is this a get rich kick sqeem
  3. your latest tricks dire straits also tunel of love live on the alchemy album
  4. my friends band is called killing floor
  5. gilmore is realsing on dvd the last concert Rick wright played on its suppose to be good
  6. joan jett the blackhearts and the runaways mick fleetwood= fleetwood mac and jon mayall and the bluesbreakers mick ronson= loo reed, david bowie, mott the hoople, and dylan paul mcartney beatles and wings
  7. just discovered them today they are really good anybody know them?
  8. yeah me too i wish i could have seen him live, i hate this frustration you get wen you listen to somone and know that you will never see him play
  9. wow edna thats pretty cool
  10. so what do you guys think of Rory Gallagher and if you have some cool stories about him or his music plz share i'm sad he's gone
  11. elie

    some stuff

    Heres more stuff In the evening of the blue moon, Jimmy was laying the ashes of the reborn Satire, in the darkness of night. He felt a great surge of mischief coming his way; he waited patently humming a tune, reminiscent of the killing moon he once courted. The ashes lay there in the silver light that shun, ripping the soft curtain of darkness apart. The ashes flew distorting the silver light easing the darkness that surrounds it. Jimmy kneeled on the dark wooden tiles, took out a guitar that appeared out of the ashes, he strummed it and an echo of beauty in darkness flew through the air. Mischievous Robert, so silently walked a grin on his face, in front Jimmy played, Robert approached, and bumped Jimmy on the shoulder, Jimmy screamed and hit Robert with the guitar, he knew all along of Robert, he felt him coming, he wanted to have fun, love flew in the fight, it was fun and light, but there was blood and Jimmy spat red rivers. In the end all was good; Robert wanted a new hair color. They left the mystical place laughing and jumping, Jimmy left the broken guitar on the wooden floor, and the blood mixed with its debris, the magic of the place, curious entered the duo, creating an orgy of bloody wooden magic. She was born the perfect guitar, of crimson color, beautiful body, and a magical feel. It flew high in the night and landed in front of a small home crashing, crater in the ground. The door opened and a young girl followed by a slightly older Mick walked out. The Stray Cat blues duo, in amazement saw the guitar shimmering bluish energy. The girl touched the guitar and a shock of blue lightning flew through her body awakening desires that were just laid to rest. Quickly she turned, ran towards Mick and jumped on him, rolling in the mud; they struggled to lay those desires back to rest. After quite a workout Mick turned to the girl, took a cigarette lit it and blew some smoke in her face, she inhaled it and fell on her knees, he sat next to her. They sang during the night wile the guitar gently strummed the Stray Cat Blues.
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