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“Sometimes my reckless ways,
Shock my self system for days,
Now i’m channelling my faze,
In an anacin haze,
But it aint gonna do me in,
I know when to dump it,
A hole in my way again,
I’ll surely just jump it.
Shock my self system for days,
Now i’m channelling my faze,
In an anacin haze,
But it aint gonna do me in,
I know when to dump it,
A hole in my way again,
I’ll surely just jump it.
There was a kid in a tree,
Among the birds and the bees,
Between bee hive and bird nest,
And i think you know the rest,
He wanted to be free with them,
But they weren’t believing,
Pecking and stinging him,
Till he wasn’t breathing,
But it ain’t gonna do him in,
He’ll just go to heaven,
Not done just a dreamer of ten or eleven.”
-Kurt Vile, “Freeway”
My name is Chris Robertson (a.k.a. Xylen Roberts) and these are a few---or rather, a lot---of my favorite things. A majority of these things are not mine but things I am a fan of.
For my music/writings etc. blog go to:
xylenroberts.tumblr.com
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'Every Famine Virtual' comes from "Retrovertigo" by Mr. Bungle, copyright 1999 Warner Brothers Records.