Sunday, September 27, 2009
My friend wrote this song and I loved it so much I recorded my own version of it. I'd say it's the best cover I've ever recorded. Simplicity proved rewarding. Just click that link and enjoy a free download yeah?
Chris Eff - Crash (Jess Ross Cover).mp3 http://ow.ly/d/9E
Piled by the door
one layer after another
scarves on top of mittens
and shit I think i'm smitten
by your quirky grin
and the way the snow is melting
off your skin, off your skin
Off your skin, off your skin
I am almost floored
By the way my heart is dancing
circles in my rib cage
and blame my damn coloured face
for giving me away
but thank God that it is burning
through all my fears, all my fears
all my fears, all my fears
Can I crash in your bed
Will you warm my feet
Will you hold my hand inside of yours?
Could you sing me to sleep
Your body's warm
My heart is weaker than I ever thought
We might barely make the rent
We might be poor but we'd be happy
Loose change would be for guitar strings
Money made would go towards the heat
that would keep our bodies warm
in the dark and colder months we'd
be sleeping in, sleeping in
sleeping in, sleeping in
Monday, September 21, 2009
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Friday, May 8, 2009
Liz Shannon Miller, April 16, 2008
Some of the worst decisions people make involve when, where and why they take off their clothes. But that doesn’t seem to be a huge concern for YouTube user Chris3ff and the vloggers participating in his Naked Vlog Campaign.
As of writing, Chris3ff has located at least 125 videos. (edit: 600+ as of this date) My first reaction when hearing about this concept was, “Wow, we’ve discovered a way to make vlogging even more exhibitionist.” But what’s interesting about these vlogs is that many participants, normally so comfortable on camera, clearly find the experience a little disconcerting.
Of course, those from different planets seem to have no trouble whatsoever stripping down.
The guys seem to feel slightly more comfortable going sans garments (perhaps because a head-and-shoulders camera framing puts them in much less danger of violating TOS). Here,BilliLovesMargot performs an homage to the D’Angelo video “How Does It Feel”.
Not all of the men participating are so excited about taking it off. But Nalts’s round-up of this meme is comprehensive and fun — plus, naked Nalts, which is certainly not something you see every day (unless, I assume, you are Mrs. Nalts).
As Dinzla admits at one point, “I think this naked vlogging thing is kind of fun to do, because, well, anyone can do it. We all have a body and the only thing keeping you from revealing your body is you.” Of course, just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should. But there’s something compelling about watching people normally so comfortable with exposing their emotions expose their bodies — or their bare shoulders, at least.
I wonder how longtime fans of the vloggers feel after watching the videos. After all, once you’ve seen someone naked, your relationship has totally changed..
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Monday, April 20, 2009
The internet, for me, has always been a crutch. It's been the focal point of my life, but also it represented so much of what I considered possibility. The greener grass on the other side. After a long string of disappointments, I'm starting to understand that possibility is another word for hope, and hope can often be likened to fantasies. That is to say, sometimes just believing something may exist - and not allowing that thought to rule your life - is enough. An active search for it is more often than not a step in the wrong direction and will only leave you broken. More cynical.
Pleasures need not be complicated to satisfy our deeper need. They need only be trustworthy and reliable, and express a concern which is devoid of vanity. Love not for the sake of loving but because there is no other way.
Someday, we all grow tired of sabotaging our lives, and allow good things to manifest themselves without guilt. This is a step in the right direction.
Friday, March 27, 2009
i work all night and day to make a little money
for the corporate conglomerates, say say say
hey corporation heads, now you cap my salary
if you want my loyalty well man that ain't the way
you say 'better to not get paid then fire other folk'
well i don't care bout them, their work ethic's a joke
i bust my ass for you, i deserve the cash i make
your company standards aren't the bible for f*ck's sake
c'mon and give what you owe, i deserve each red cent
four years of my life for you and all i'm paying is my rent
i break my back for you, why don't you bend a rule for me
how can you expect me to be a worthy member of society
you don't care to see the potential benefit
you see my potential, yeah sure, and yet you starve it
i save your ass three times a day you know
if you appreciate it well goddamn it don't show
so i stayed in bed today, you asked if i was sick
i said 'no i'm not well and you're the reason for it'
if i show my face today, well someone's gonna pay
got a fist full of dynamite, i'll blow your ass away (jk lol)
i don't love noone but you
and this might sound kind of cruel
but if i just aint in the mood
i'll find somebody new
and you say it just aint right
that the life i live's a lie
when you look me in the eye
you know you can't deny it
you're just as confused as me
you got a split identity
and for all of your resentment
babygirl, you admit you love it
cos noone can handle you like me
girl, i commandeer your body
if the lights are on i'll take you twice
you know no other lover will suffice
so you got your flings i know
with the boys from down the road
but them boys done up and froze
when they got you all alone
and the ones that gave their all
well you won't return their call
no matter who the casanova
we both know you'll never fall
cos it's me sleepin in your bed
and it's you baby gives me head
with your hair wrapped around my fist
who else'll love you quite like this
now i know what you all chance
that i'm a portrait of arrogance
let me open your eyes to something
all of those other girls, they mean nothing
though i try my best to feel
well i feel that it's just futile
when the night is said and done
it seems for some, there's only one
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Giving your friends Salvia and videotaping it is the equivalent of putting scotch tape on the top of your cat's head and laughing at it while it runs around confused as hell. Except, the scotch tape thing definitely won't turn your cat into a vegetable mongoloid..
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Friday, February 13, 2009
Thursday, February 5, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Remember when porno had involved plots and excess dialogue? I sure do. If you’re longing for the days of porno yore, this classic flick does the trick. Sherrie is a newlywed who is determined to not let her marriage become another divorce statistic and is doing everything she can to keep things hot in the bedroom. Turns out, her husband is just hungry so Sherrie hires a chef named Magda who teaches them to add spice to everything - including whatever they’re cooking up in the bedroom. Magda has a secret ingredient of her own however…she’s a tranny!
At one point, Magda tells Sherrie to get someone outside to teach her a thing or two. Soon we’re introduced to her new dark lover who has the body of an Olympic athlete and a cock that every woman dreams of. The scene is very mysterious; Sherrie practically tears his clothes off when he enters the room like she’s been waiting forever for this moment. When the act is over, he demands payment and we learn he’s a “working man” - how scandalous! But why would a happily married woman pay for sex? She didn’t want to cheat on her husband, why she was just doing this for him!
This movie has it all - sex, scandals, a plot, soap opera dialogue and even a rare shaved pussy in the era of a full bush. It’s even comical at times! The Black Mystique is timeless, sexy, mysterious and entertaining. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again - in porn, as in life, you can never go wrong with a classic.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
I don't even know if I've ever seen a real sexploitation or blaxploitation movie. Hmmm. We have this one channel on TV and they have Trash Nights.. and I think one of the movies I've watched during one of those Trash Nights was def. a sexploitation movie. Russ Meyer. It was really really weird and funny. Russ Meyer is mainly.. big boobs, and the rest is kinda secondary. Oh I wish I could remember which movie I watched there. It was so surreal. Mainly a chase in the desert, didn't make any sense at all, it was mainly big boobie women, running around, losing their clothes for more or less coherent reasons, gunshots here and there, etc. I had no idea what the hell I was watching, but I watched it anyway. I'm sure it would be good for a drinking game as well. Everytime you see nipple, take a shot. Everytime someone punches someone, take a shot. After 15 minutes, you're dead.
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Thursday, January 8, 2009
I created this several years ago, actually, but I thought I'd share it here. The person at right was meant to be my girlfriend at the time, who coincidentally is now my wife, who I coincidentally no longer speak to. Life is funny sometimes, the kind of funny that makes you want to throw yourself off a tall building. Joy!