27 March, 2008
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21 March, 2008
20 March, 2008
Amethyst
And the sky was made of amethyst
And all the stars were just like little fish
You should learn when to go
You should learn how to say no
Might last a day
Mine is forever
Might last a day
Mine is forever
When they get what they want
They never want it again
When they get what they want
They never want it again
Go on take everything
Take everything
I want you to
Go on take everything
Take everything
I want you to
And the sky was all violet
The more it gets violet more violence
And i'm the one with no soul
One above and one below
And all the stars were just like little fish
You should learn when to go
You should learn how to say no
Might last a day
Mine is forever
Might last a day
Mine is forever
When they get what they want
They never want it again
When they get what they want
They never want it again
Go on take everything
Take everything
I want you to
Go on take everything
Take everything
I want you to
And the sky was all violet
The more it gets violet more violence
And i'm the one with no soul
One above and one below
18 March, 2008
15 March, 2008
14 March, 2008
Anxiety
11 March, 2008
MAN FRIENDS FOREVER
MAN FRIENDS FOREVER the work of Dave O' Johnson & Brian Wasson of San Francisco, California. Saturday, March 15 - Sunday, April 20, 2008.
Reception for the artists: Saturday, March 15, 2008 from 7-11 p.m.
6540 N. Interstate Ave. & Rosa Parks / Portland Blvd. @ The Portland Blvd. Yellow Line MAX stop.
www.rocksboxfineart.com
Baby's on fire
Baby's on fire
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.
Better throw her in the water
Look at her laughing
Like a heifer to the slaughter
Baby's on fire
And all the laughing boys are bitching
Waiting for photos
Oh the plot is so bewitching
Rescuers row row
Do your best to change the subject
Blow the wind blow blow
Lend some assistance to the object
Photographers snip snap
Take your time she's only burning
This kind of experience
Is necessary for her learning
If you'll be my flotsam
I could be half the man I used to
They said you were hot stuff
And that's what Baby's been reduced to...
Juanita and Juan
Very clever with maraccas
Making their fortunes
Selling second-hand tobaccoes
Juan dances at Chico's
And when the clients are evicted
He empties the ashtrays
And pockets all that he's collected
But Baby's on fire!
And all the instruments agree that
Her temperature's rising
But any idiot would know that.
07 March, 2008
love and sadness
06 March, 2008
04 March, 2008
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