Friday, April 22, 2005
THE MANIFESTO
We have suffered more than two decades of songs about fish ignoring their bicycles. We have suffered more than two decades of songs about still having not found the Playboy Mansion. We have suffered more than two decades of songs about lions mistreating zebras while God shakes his head in disgust. How long, how long must they sing these songs? Forever is fine, as long as our volume knobs are stuck at zero. Do not make us take the stairs to the first floor, turn the key and slowly unlock the door. Do not make us listen as a man breathes into a saxophone and outside we hear the walls of the city groan. Do not make us watch as he takes those dollar bills, slappin' them down. ONE HUNDRED! TWO HUNDRED!
This is a song U2 stole from the Beatles; we're stealing it back.
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- From a Fly to a Crowe - Trying to Be Like Bono
- I want to break down the walls that hold me inside.
- Get off your knees? Please...
- Asshole, Pt. II
- zoopopa
- guilty by association
- Another Bono/Elvis Mix
- Outside it's America! Outside it's America!
- the year in review. belatedly.
- BONO! This one's for you!
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