Ode to my wasted youth

[ruff]

So messed up, I want you here
In my room, I want you here
Now we're gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I want to be your dog
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on

Iggy and the Stooges

[JesseQuinn]

I'm done up 'til sun up
I'm done up 'til sun up
I'm real close stroking in another room
Done up 'til sun up
I'm done up til sun up
I'm real close stroking in another room
Wet and passionate
Real close, shed tears and the sweaty groove
And I love the love
Hot sweat in the sheets never speak on cue in the cyclone
Cyclone, wet uh
A couple trippy girls, couple stories, and a couple shrooms
Now a couple nudes
Sucking boobs
Seeing double, seeing double
And it zoom
Yea, yea, widen your view
And tune on into the frequency
Chill all alone
Love is the rule
Follow it to the frequency
Yea, yea color outside the lines
And tune in to the frequency
Chill on out
Love is the rule
And follow it to the frequency

[BaldBastard]

greatest American singer.. never known, because he was part Mexican

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sixto_Rodriguez

"Crucify Your Mind"

Was it a huntsman or a player
That made you pay the cost
That now assumes relaxed positions
And prostitutes your loss?
Were you tortured by your own thirst
In those pleasures that you seek
That made you Tom the curious
That makes you James the weak?

And you claim you got something going
Something you call unique
But I've seen your self-pity showing
As the tears rolled down your cheeks

Soon you know I'll leave you
And I'll never look behind
'Cos I was born for the purpose
That crucifies your mind
So con, convince your mirror
As you've always done before
Giving substance to shadows
Giving substance ever more

And you assume you got something to offer
Secrets shiny and new
But how much of you is repetition
That you didn't whisper to him too



aren't we all searching for Sugarman?

[JesseQuinn]

Originally Posted by MrBaldBastard

aren't we all searching for Sugarman?

such a good doc

[BaldBastard]

Originally Posted by JesseQuinn

such a good doc

The documentary is from one perspective, the South African one.

https://www.csmonitor.com/World/Afri...islead-viewers

" But it turns out Swedish director Malik Bendjelloul left out a few details in the rags-to-long-belated-riches story – notably the fact that Rodriguez was a minor hit in Australia and New Zealand in the late 1970s, and both toured and released a live album there."

I grew up in New Zealand, early eighties every cool stoner party was playing coldcut.

Hes still going! https://www.facebook.com/RodriguezMusic

[JesseQuinn]

Originally Posted by MrBaldBastard

The documentary is from one perspective, the South African one

yeah, I had a convo with Sarretah on the forum a couple years back where he essentially said the same thing. also that dude was humble af and never let the biz get to his head

I think S cheated on Harry Chapin for a minute

read your link and absolutely the end of apartheid was NOT led by white Afrikaners, but his music did inspire people who didn't lead but were down for the cause

that's important, while we're being all wayward and such

[CaptainHowdy]

Originally Posted by MrBaldBastard

aren't we all searching for Sugarman?

I'm more likely to search for a beautiful and cruel woman like Monika (Sommaren med Monika) . . .

[Applebite Media]

Originally Posted by ruff

So messed up, I want you here
In my room, I want you here
Now we're gonna be face-to-face
And I'll lay right down in my favorite place
And now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on
Now I'm ready to close my eyes
And now I'm ready to close my mind
And now I'm ready to feel your hand
And lose my heart on the burning sands
And now I want to be your dog
And now I wanna be your dog
Now I want to be your dog
Well, come on

Iggy and the Stooges