Randomly i speak of...

Friday was not entirely awesome
though John Molina and the Kruegers
were.
(On a side note. Krueger reminds me of
Freddy on Elm Street, and i wonder
why would any decent looking group
name themselves that...)
Rouge was like totally decked out in
commercially Halloween drag.
And sometimes i think Goth is
more than a visual representation;
rather it is an internal manifestation
like the Heart of Darkness.
Pardon me i just read Dorian Grey. (thanks to Falstaff again)

Returning to my earlier point...
the band was great
though the whole night through
especially since it was after
music arrangment lesson
I couldn't help but wished
to behold the sight of
my Prof wincing in agony.
these purists...

And it's awfully funny
the band refused to do Hoobastank.
Why i wonder?
Simply i hate it too
when the crowd goes...
"....and I just want chew to know ..."

i'm beginning to detest
the lingering smell of smoke in my hair and clothes
the booming speakers
the bar top dancers
the poseurs
and i could go on forever

but
the free entry
the frozen margarita
the freak show
the company of friends
beckons

Dar says we'll go check out the band when we're back
It'll be nice cos the last time we checked Rouge out,
ghost town was the word to describe it.
and finally my out-of-touch baby can differentiate
between Doug O and John Molina
who are definitely worlds apart.

Oh i musn't forget ...
It was nice to have bumped into you, ZY.