Yes the [email protected] is a little choked up. I think there's some kind of a net profile of me out there:
I'm a balding, overweight woman with terrible credit problems, who wants to earn 500-1000 a week at home
and enjoys hot pics and downloads. But every once in a while
I find the courage to wade through it all and lo! there's actually mail for me in there. I guess this is one of those times, or will be after the 29th, when I'll have a little more time. I should have taken advantage of the drum-editing
marathon to do that, I suppose.
Secret Silken World:
1) "more like a plate than a scared little girl",,,
I think what I was trying to imply was that the narrator first saw not a young woman with problems, but rather some kind of a meal, in other words, that at that point in the song that he'd embraced the cannibalistic/sociopathic/narcisstic views of his new "friend" and chauffeur, the Sadist.
2) Did He Or Didnt He?
Well, I sort of left that up to the listener, but for me, I think he came to his senses, was taken by Camus' Nausea, got out of the car somewhere up Beverly Glen, and entered a long, long period of depression, from which he began emerging only upon the birth of his son, the delicious Beker. But that's just me. I did leave it up to the listener, so it's still your call, if you want it.
3) Keep them bios coming. After all, it's only fair, isnt it? You all know all these relatively intimate details of my life, while all I know is your screen names and one small aspect of your musical tastes.
Yrs,
David Baerwald
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Yes the [email protected] is a little choked up. I think there's some kind of a net profile of me out there:
I'm a balding, overweight woman with terrible credit problems, who wants to earn 500-1000 a week at home
and enjoys hot pics and downloads. But every once in a while
I find the courage to wade through it all and lo! there's actually mail for me in there. I guess this is one of those times, or will be after the 29th, when I'll have a little more time. I should have taken advantage of the drum-editing
marathon to do that, I suppose.
Secret Silken World:
1) "more like a plate than a scared little girl",,,
I think what I was trying to imply was that the narrator first saw not a young woman with problems, but rather some kind of a meal, in other words, that at that point in the song that he'd embraced the cannibalistic/sociopathic/narcisstic views of his new "friend" and chauffeur, the Sadist.
2) Did He Or Didnt He?
Well, I sort of left that up to the listener, but for me, I think he came to his senses, was taken by Camus' Nausea, got out of the car somewhere up Beverly Glen, and entered a long, long period of depression, from which he began emerging only upon the birth of his son, the delicious Beker. But that's just me. I did leave it up to the listener, so it's still your call, if you want it.
3) Keep them bios coming. After all, it's only fair, isnt it? You all know all these relatively intimate details of my life, while all I know is your screen names and one small aspect of your musical tastes.
Yrs,
David Baerwald
I'm a balding, overweight woman with terrible credit problems, who wants to earn 500-1000 a week at home
and enjoys hot pics and downloads. But every once in a while
I find the courage to wade through it all and lo! there's actually mail for me in there. I guess this is one of those times, or will be after the 29th, when I'll have a little more time. I should have taken advantage of the drum-editing
marathon to do that, I suppose.
Secret Silken World:
1) "more like a plate than a scared little girl",,,
I think what I was trying to imply was that the narrator first saw not a young woman with problems, but rather some kind of a meal, in other words, that at that point in the song that he'd embraced the cannibalistic/sociopathic/narcisstic views of his new "friend" and chauffeur, the Sadist.
2) Did He Or Didnt He?
Well, I sort of left that up to the listener, but for me, I think he came to his senses, was taken by Camus' Nausea, got out of the car somewhere up Beverly Glen, and entered a long, long period of depression, from which he began emerging only upon the birth of his son, the delicious Beker. But that's just me. I did leave it up to the listener, so it's still your call, if you want it.
3) Keep them bios coming. After all, it's only fair, isnt it? You all know all these relatively intimate details of my life, while all I know is your screen names and one small aspect of your musical tastes.
Yrs,
David Baerwald
