so when we left off in kansas, i had just pissed in a fountain, abe was looking up a copper water's statue's crotch while brad was lamented her shapeless bottom, and tony had kicked the head off the water nymph's head which later caused a green ocydized copper harvest goddess to come to life and stab tony in the chest with a pitch fork and now we were all running for our lives! well, this...
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It was a balmy steel grey over cast in Kansas City. The four of us were on an outing down the river walk off Ward Street. Fountains everywhere. The whole band rarely goes out on walks and such together—it always ends up in chaos. Here was a beautiful scene in with Diana, goddess of night or whatever and cute little water nymphs all thrilled with her. Brad: “Why do the little...
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i was standing on stage last night on my rug in the dark with the smell of incense that my monitor engineer always lights and the smell of pot coming from the audience--iowa, chalk full of weed. ha ha. btw, i don't really smoke pot, i just don't like people being prosecuted for it, which is wasteful and stupid and is about telling people what to do which is counter to what i am about. if...
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sitting in a hotel room alone tonight, i am trying to collect my thoughts so that something can flow. i am reading your entries on what 3eb is and it is just mind blowing to me. i am just grateful and amazed and undeserving and i can barely speak. this is something different, what's going on here, i am sure.
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so here we are at the riverside theater and it's so gorgeous. it's wone od the lucky things that we get in doing a theater tour. we get to see all of these amazing theaters across the country. i love that time of the 20's. so many of you know i was living here til i was about three. my first memories are here. i remember ice skating on a frozen pond. my most powerful memory of...
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felt so good last night, i got to the hotel at about three a.m. not so great hotel room. kinda old luxery circa 91. and yet! the bathroom was this whomper dallas style thing with lots of fake marble and a big fat oval tub so yes indeedy i jumped in. bubbles and all. i cannot express to you how dirty my feet get so i did have a moment of thinking what it was like to be laying in my own...
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manhattan beach ca. it's a day off and i flew in today to rest after 11 shows in a row. haven't slept in 36 hours plus. tired to the point of high ass loopy. breezy out side. ice cube today was a good day is playing. walked on the beach. i am pledging to go as deep as i can every night on this spring tour and it is so hard on the body. you all know about me smashing my mic stand in...
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i almost never dive into the crowd. it just seemed to make some kind of sense last night and i have to say, it felt good. for a moment, i looked up at the sky floating flat on my back with my arms out and just listened to the music. then of course someone tried to rip my mic out of my hand and then pull my in ear monitors out and i remembered why it's not a good idea for me to dive in. ...
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3eb.com matters to me because i want the power to reach people with music in the hands of the people who actually make it. i want the community that forms around our music to be made by the people who are moved by it. that's what 3eb.com does. i want it to grow. i want purity. honey from a bee's ass! we are going to get way more involved in the next weeks before the album...
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What is your favorite lyric from Ursa Major, why? I have a few. I shall tell them to you. I want the infidel's head on a pike riding on my motorbike. ---because it feels like a big, fun, fuck you, anarchy judo-flip. Plus I like the image. Seems like it would make a great t-shirt Cultivating my ignorance, didn't we have some standards once? --Pretty close as I can get to how...
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