THE WICKED MESSENGER

I got to see Rogue Wave the other day in Philadelphia. It was a really fine show and the best parts were the first song of the set and the last song before the encore. For an encore they went totally unplugged after first asking the audience to sit on the floor. Anyway, I didn't know the name of the song "Like I Needed" I only knew that I wanted to hear the one where they sang " Ooo wooo ". Unless you've heard it you won't know where the Ooo wooos go in the lyrical structure. So go buy it and you'll see what a tight song this is. Like I Needed seconds from the aftermath happiness from beyond looking like a doggie picture thinking like a skull, come and get it on these aren't the droids you're looking for but I'll let you know if I see anymore your problems rest assured like I needed camel toe with water fiction cannot go with finn breaking up the party structure you cannot spin, come and get it on these aren't the droids you...

So here is what I did with the money my extra sweet wife gave me plus the money I received from my mother's estate, (she died last fall). I think mom would like it if she were still living to see it. And here is a sweet tune from the band Rogue Wave that is very pretty and actually (like a lot of good rock and roll) sounds way better as a song than it does as poetry Cheaper than Therapy just back from a weekend of luxury you get so weightless in personal hell sad eyed, your're looking up to me some chinese chasers for your terminal health you'd say I'm out of my head but really I'm the only one who's bounced back you know the odds of recovery from ballroom days and walks through the park I'd be pin-striped and handsome if you'd stay for a while with me before the mail comes before im alone you'd say I'm out of my head but really I'm the only one who's bounced back the music that I want is cheaper than therapy get off on the digital hig...

I been sick. So when I was young it seemed that whenever I got sick stupid persistent thoughts got in my head and stayed there until I got better. Now it's a little different. Now whenever I'm sick I remember being hung over and I get this knee-jerk response of feeling guilty. That was how hangovers used to go for me, beating up on myself for the duration of the hangover followed by a lot of drinking to quiet the voices. Anyway, this song is another by They Might Be Giants and it's been in my head all morning: Bee Of The Bird Of The Moth By: They Might Be Giants Everyone is crying at the dread hypnotic flying Of the bee of the bird of the moth You can't walk, you can't ramble 'cause you're gonna have to scramble From the bee of the bird of the moth Catbug is a cat, but he's got bugness in his veins Manhouse lives within himself with thoughtful human brains Neither one is equal to the challenge of the freak we'll call The bee of the bird of the m...

I'm not sure I need a blog...I've never been much of a journalist. I like song lyrics though and often some song gets stuck in my head, especially when I can't get to sleep or when I'm shaving in the morning. I heard this song the other day while working out and was reminded how fucking awesome They Might Be Giants really are. I think it looses tons in translation from audio to print but so what? I think that whenever I like a song or if I'm just stuck with it I may put it up here on The Wicked Messenger. So enjoy this which I stole from Wikipedia: Wearing A Raincoat By: They Might Be Giants Wearing a raincoat is flying around in a plane Made of a raincoat But when you think of that You hurt your mind And you'll need a friend To talk you down Needing a friend to talk you down Is food that comes from a pipe But when you hate the food That comes from a pipe You will turn to drugs To help you sleep Turning to drugs to help you sleep Will only lead to sleep And...

This is the first post for my brand new blog. I didn't really want to have a blog but I thought I had to create one in order to see somebody else's. I guess I could have figured that out first. I selected the name The Wicked Messenger after an obscure Dylan song. It's available here . Maybe I'll never post again. I like the freedom to say that.