Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

o yeah
a double hoo!.....to u.....hoooooooooooooooooooooo.....hooooooooooooo!!!!!!

last night at the Olimpo bar
San Telmo´s Sarajevo´s memories
mixed with russian sailors in exile stories
mirrows that leave you both in peace and astonished
nineties nightmares sang as litanies
accordion, chello & guitar
reminding how local you are



(I drank only 350cc of Quilmes beer and ate some peanuts , so I didn´t puke! )

lookin for a juke
im sure its more
than a quarter
these daze
these jams
puke words
deep innermind
rambles
revealing
appealing
hot salsa
dancin merengue
thought
deep down
resound
spilled upon
the screen
jam on me!!!

pre-fluid rumination
ulterior motivation
avoiding interpersonalization
stop

floating in the spatial station
bopping up my elevation
spying on the neighbour's nation
what

counts and dukes and their crustaceans
not much left but still some patience
until the brain streams iridescence
or not

might just be
the bop
till we drop
the geat riddum (rhythm)
can only b a
given.....here
we float from it
50's realities
'14 dreams
all comes
round n round
boogie my friends
never ends
1st thought beginnings
how can u resist
come on in the
waters beat
repleat
complete
total jamtastic
get it while its hot
give the jam all u got
!!!!!!

some hot yellows a la carta
(pass the oil to Boogie)
midday chill´s waiting outside!

Last time I lost my lunch, I had the flu.
I wouldn't wish that on any enemies I ever knew.
No wait! I've never had an enemy, that's the truth.
Other than my mind, the only thing I miss is my youth.

drizzly day
goin in n out
festival outside
my front door
people watchin galore
u watch me
i watcha u
i b back n forth
jammin all the
live long day
into the night
its cool here
everybody fueled on beer
they was in nola
suckin down the
bloody marys at 9am.
everybody wound tight
like a stae of fright
i just wanna chill
after all the runnin
i do during the week
this jams the pill

pushed the wrong damn button
first entry down the tubes
where the hell does
that shit go when it's gone?
we'll be haunted forever
right up the ass
o it's coming for sure
here cooped in by rain
or mighta missed this
i never run out of ammo
i am ammo!

no literal sense
of word puke
u gots to let go
of that today
spew words
throw up thoughts
from deep within
the bowels of ur
imaginarium
the infinite planatarium
of deep mind
go outside the box
see around the corner
look at more than literal meaning
might just b the path
to a new expression

BOMBS AWAY DREAM BABIES !!!

They're drinking beer at 11am?
over there? Wow! Do they dare?
Well, I guess it's five o'clock somewhere!

u gots it mingo
1st thought ammo
next thing u know
u gots a word arsenal

more power to em
after last night
i need a drinkin day off

now we are cookin
oooooooo yeah!

COOPED in by the rain
Sparkle on the Monkey Train
here we go
with & without pain
riding with no brakes
all the way to the lake
roads doing that swish ssssssssh
when traffic goes by