Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Anything’s possible or its all a lie love was a myth ,an alibi a reason to try again and again a reason to commit the same sin. In darkness I came to believe to love was to grieve then one day love bite me in the *** sent me to the head of the class sipping dandylion’s wine in September going to mak...

Words of wisdom from doreen spoken from a poetic dream. Good to see you here my friend writing in key again and again. and iblieve Miles was a pro made rivers of notes flow then there was Stevie Ray seldom played slow rhythm and blues in our souls. Thanks Doreen for the welcome good to be here. "C"

Cold enlightenment, the sacred texts bled dry of its sacraments Gate paragate Watergate fate to hesitate lost in the sound of emptiness does not warm but a crow caw, brutal to the ears, resounds deep in the cavities of his heart, and he relishes the sound Rough raw screaming blues dropped into heavy...

I miss the beat beaten down a refrain wafting sweet on a summer’s night my Buddha is coming to town Hot July evening the stars cry me and my Buddha getting down come 2005 Buddy Guy plays to pay his dues and I’ll pray to lost notes and whippoorwill quotes from a blues man’s guitar wishing upon a summ...