Better Than Myron’s Meat

Hm, tough call considering I've never had Jack's meat before. I must say however, I'm loving his attitude about Veg-heads! LOL! Also I dig the simple and concise way he explains his opinions. They just make sense, at least to me and likely thousands of other carnivores out there.

Myron, on the other hand, I do know. Awesome guy all around, less his lacking love for Cleveland Brown (though I won't hold it against him). He could easily TALK about his craft if he wanted to. Though so far, he lets his wicked BBQ styling speak for itself and in the end, he'll get the girl. Or at least undying admiration from her. I should know. After one BBQ with Myron's meat, my girl's been talking about him ever since! What ever happen to "a way to a Man's heart..." Damn girl, is anything sacred. Taking this liberation crap a little overboard if you ask me. Doh!

Nolan sent this clip my way yet I have some doubt as to whether or not it was on purpose since we haven't exactly spoken about cooking meat lately. Though he did have a wicked BBQ recently but we didn't talk much then either since he was passed out on his bed early on, ha! Ah, 4th of July mayhem...

End Of Fiction | Stadelheim Prison Songs

Many years ago around this time of year I was sitting in a jail sell. I sat through my birthday, the holidays, new years and then some; 101 days, to be exact. It was a strange time and an even weirder experience. Nonetheless, I grew as a result and certainly got through it.

One of the things that kept my mind centered was my love and need for music. It was the first time in my limited musical lifetime that I wrote complete musical pieces purely in my head. With no instruments or writing tools to speak of, for a time I could only sing melodies and imagine where those chords were located on the guitar and then have to remember it. It would be quite some time later before I’d ever have a guitar in my hands again. No dictaphones, no cellphones, no tape machines. Prison sucks.

I’ve decided to share those crudely written and recorded works here, in a new series called “STADELHEIM PRISON SONGS.” It was behind the walls of Europe’s largest prison, which also held Adolf Hitler for a similar amount of time, that I wrote 21 songs about the life and energy of the day. First up, “End Of Fiction” which today holds a new meaning, one that I will try to capture in a new music video perhaps. Thanks for listening.


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Donate an amount of your choosing and download the END OF FICTION Audio Set! (includes a CD quality .aiff file, a high quality MP3 and lyric sheet)

Aids Is A Mass Murderer Ad Campaign

I imagine these images were banned in most mainstream markets but perhaps I’m wrong. Since I have little interaction with the Mainstream, who am I to know. I’m just not cool anymore man! Anyway, these images hit home with my European heart so I thought I’d share them with the rest of yaw’ll.

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Happy Halloween From A Couple Of Witches

Being in a foreign country (meaning not in the USA) right now I’m about as close to Halloween as Hawaiians are to white Christmas’. Nonethess, I wanted to spread some holiday spirit and this was the only way that I found interesting. Likely because I don’t have any kids to buy candy for and I’m horny all the time, LOL!

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