Cooked in the kitchen

25Apr08

‘… and a pinch of red hot chilli peppers. That should provide the sting. It looks like a Queen’s meal now. I wonder if the Prince is going to like it. He’s been in Fool’s Garden ever since Frankie went to Hollywood. Before that, he used to visit Linkin Park.

The cold play and the cheesy radiohead I’ve never liked but then in Dave Mathew’s band, everyone is a killer. Even a scorpion ain’t as afraid of an eagle as the gorillaz are of cranberries. The beatles are gratefully dead shrouded in covers of deep purple. They had been modern talking but fell soon into a slipknot shot by sex pistols over the rage against the machine.

I need to call the carpenters. The doors are always open, rolling like stones, I wonder for who. Of course, Simon and Garfunkel used to come when Michael was still learning to rock. His rapid eye movement used to leave me in a state of greenday. God!

The back street boys being in a boyzone have become unruly lately. I need to talk to the foo fighters of Aerosmith about them. I’m in dire straits now but being in excess had never been my kind of living. When they got the death cab for Cutie, I mourned like the poets of the fall. And now, I only wait for nirvana.’

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