The papers are full of stabbings today. When I got home from work this afternoon I turned on the computer and let it pick songs at random. The first song up was 'Flying Jelly Attack' by Shonen Knife. If I was William S. Burroughs I would say that was no coincidence. Then again, If I was William S. Burroughs, I'd be dead. I met Burroughs once. He's on my list of famous beatniks I have met.
Anyhow, I have many, many regrets in life. Sorry, that 'no regrets' thing won't cover it. One of them is that I didn't go see Shonen Knife in SF with my friend Michael Gold. That was- What?- last year? It was "too far to drive". I was "too tired". Plus I've never done well with crowds. I shared that quality with Michael. We were both nuts. Michael is comparing notes with Burroughs in eternity. He won't be back. Maybe Shonen Knife won't be back either. Shit.
2 comments:
What a great song. Thanks. If they come around again, let me know and I'll go too.
I'll keep you in mind. I think they're one of those old punk bands that's more popular now than they were back when they started. They seem to tour sort of regularly.
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