Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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Flash at Club Dada in Dallas--May 08

My friend Butch (studio eight name: eugeneherman) has a ten year old nephew. His name is Flash. He writes poetry and makes rock and roll. This is our competition, folks.

Here is his ten year old poetry:

Music is a wonderful thing
It tastes like dirty food
Music sounds like happiness
It smells like sweat
It looks like a stage
It makes my mind go blank, until I'm not doing or thinking
about anything else

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Playing my guitar
I am lost in the music
I find my voice there

music

this is wild...put a smile on my face...I was a couple of years older when my friends and I formed our first band...we only played Rolling Stones' songs for the first year......they get an A for effort....nice presentation amongst the cacophony .....the poetry is priceless
are you worried ?