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There are, not anymore, that time being before the hipness sickened not unlike the COVID-19 Pandemic might make a young Gen-Z quiver verso, having never been through it, mask-less, sexuality spilling from the girding loins of Bull and Heifer, making a Milkcow, for a second there, and as a College Boy from the great State that Ate its own wait in Crustaceans and whose Feminine Partners wear the shirt that, just as Huey Long, the Kinkfish, 'do,' (great scrivener of southern songs from the Big Easy, up the Road, it used to be said, on some Potato Chip Truck Panels, known then, and I'm going back now, even before my time, as a Cuspy 'OK Boomer , Late in the Season, but Still I Ding with all the True Dyed-in-the-War Vietnam-Go-Boom, Then We Make Boom-boom in the Boom Boom Room, You Jodie Fucker) ...
'do,' (great scrivener of southern songs from the Big Easy, up the Road, it used to be said, on some Potato Chip Truck Panels, known then, and I'm going back now, even before my time, as a Cuspy 'OK Boomer , Late in the Season, but Still I Ding with all the True Dyed-in-the-War Vietnam-Go-Boom, Then We Make Boom-boom in the Boom Boom Room, You Jodie Fucker) ...
*you should a seen the facepalm expression at the end of what Dickens, Pynchon, and Kerouac, all up to NO-GOOD, and Probably, if it were a thing for Charles or Kerouac, and no-way Jose on TP -- were all merrily writing screeds of unending Lucubration, Free Ranging of the Mind, whose Mouth they'd try to get to to introduce something potable, devotable, and dotable into stomach whose facility for profundity, in Jack's case, notably lauded and dined on, one is sure, he very believably, the story goes, having already, like us, but sans Plague, which is highly debatable in any philosophico, temporal, semiotic derangement of sense -- way, debatable and resourcefully responsible for the ultimate Instagram Hack that never went Viral, because, well, they're Beats, and -- like, they didn't dig that, like that, But, yeah, Hux -- He McGivered (sp? don't care, not late boomer shit), an ingenious Pill Proud, Polluted on Budweiser, troika-full company start humming along, reading, or quarantining for so long -- being read to, delivered Foodstuffs, become thoroughly Cabin Fevered and House Bound, like what used to be
*you should a seen the facepalm expression at the end of what Dickens, Pynchon, and Kerouac, all up to NO-GOOD, and Probably, if it were a thing for Charles or Kerouac, and no-way Jose on TP
Dr. Phil, Donahue, Oprah Show, who are sailing by us loving the desperate anonymous camaraderie which is not really there, which they delectably dictate to us at six-arms length -- Still-Too-Social for Agoraphobics with Hella Social Distancing friend -- Social Anxiety, and to a lesser extent, all 40 % of hard to pin people who love to tell Type-As over-loudly, we think is absurd, but if we heard what we said the way they heard how it sounded.
Those People, who, FIONA? I never believe people who say they are anything they think they are because who are they to say?
Honky Tonk houris just a shotaway from the Hideaway.
The bare anachronism that was Memphis Tennessee's Hernandos (yes, like Joyce) Hideaway, reststop feel Memphis Honky Tonk was for Doug Easley and me wrought , pre-internet, of wily connoisseurship and jones to see something: a real rough house band.
Why?
Jerry Lee Lewis trolled sin.
Round 3.
Rolls or Excalibur, in recurrent paramedic, pursefulls of pills
? Check. Charcoal? Check.
Profound Killer forehead ever-vein-throbbing.
the heart wants what it doesn't have ... wearing tight-ass Jordache, stitched, dark denim jean, viced, surfeit desires, opiate-redundant plaisant, s’il vous plaît dopamine whorebrain
Just hearing the report of it shot, having beat it there and come around like in Dallas and the non-magical round that that was, around and back from, back to the Hideaway, still not missing the 'Hotel California' of the particular time and locus, Strokin' -- once a set -- once as needed.
my training and resourceful harmless graft gives me country clout by pharmacy, phraseology, fully erudite receipt of knowledgeable endogenous transubstantiation, consecrate, irrevocably to appearance, bread and wine exigent in situ, making the final foray into the entrance still remained -- Tosches, Sam Phillips, Dewey Phillips, J.W. Whitten, Kenneth Lovelace -- method of loci ( Latin for "places"), a strategy of mnemonomy which uses visualization ... subject memorizes layout of building, or arrangement of geographical entity composed of a number of discrete loci.
Piles – crack Pimp – cocaine Pimp your pipe – lending or renting your crack pipe Pin – marijuana Ping-in-wing – to inject a drug Pink hearts – amphetamine Pink ladies – depressant Pink Panther – LSD Pixies – amphetamine Plant – hiding place for drugs Pocket rocket – marijuana was for strangeness timewarping, posed in an anomaly.
Jerry Lee Lewis trolling sin, Round 3, a Rolls or Excalibur in paramedic recurrent pursefull of pills, enough cake for Henry Hill to lush out, a Profound Killer, forehead vein-throbbing -- the heart wants what it can get -- tightass Jordache, stitched dark denim pant, vicing up the surfeit, opiate-redundant soft plaisance of satisfied whorebrain.
No presentment, the sentinel is me, my training and resourceful harmless graft gives me country clout by pharmacy, by phraseology, by fully erudite receipt of knowledgeable transubstantiation endogenous consecrate irrevocably to the appearance only bread and wine exigent in situ, entry, still remaining -- Tosches, Sam Phillips, Dewey Phillips, J.W. Whitten, Kenneth Lovelace, method of loci (loci being Latin for "places") is a strategy of memory enhancement which uses visualizations of familiar spatial environments in order to enhance the recall of information.
The method of loci is also known as the memory journey, memory palace, or mind palace technique. This method is a mnemonic device adopted in ancient Roman and Greek rhetorical treatises (in the anonymous Rhetorica ad Herennium, Cicero's De Oratore, and Quintilian's Institutio Oratoria). Many memory contest champions report using this technique to recall faces, digits, and lists of words.
Piles – crack 'International Affair' Linda Gail Lewis's last-best career-changing project, financed by the most intuitive man, and New Rose Records Founder and Label President, Patrick Mathe, with whom you and I have, very possibly been one of the thousands of artists whose approval and small budget provided the career, which may almost entirely have been attributable to luck: THE LUCK at having been fortunate enough to know Patrick Mathe.
Some of the talent which he was innately blessed to sign is: Patrick either started your career in European markets, usually parlayed in America for more convenient touring, or more likely gave it the shot it needed to get off of its past and back catalogue in order to conquer a new lease on life, not with money but with one man's belief and enthusiasm which in many cases would be the first time anyone had been interested for many years.
one reason for the super-luxe and shiny New Rose upgrade has to have been the gifted graphic design team Huart and Cholley, with him for more years than i remember.
The secret may have been a very important, subtle logo, as chic and unassuming as Louis Vuiton.
I am referring to the secret weapon, which like Champagne may only be presented under very strict French laws to keep its integrity and awe, the elan proudly and prominently featured on every LP or single issued from this small but mighty brand, a hardly noticeable round stamp-like graphic of exquisite restraint and power, reading in 10 pt.
brand-chic typography, "made in Paris," and whether you noticed it or your audience noticed the cover, you were seeing it and mesmerized by its elegance, hiding in plain sight, Charlotte Rampling or Catherine Deneuve sip their espresso at your local bistro.
recorded at Doug Easley's backyard studio; funded by New Rose Records' Patrick Mathe, $6,000 1990-dollars (60k today); songs handpicked by me, an already-strange Memphis melange of Honky Tonk Gumbo, or Soul Zydeco, already anomalous outside of Memphis and Opelousas, respectively, inherently NOT pristine -- no organic origin-encumbering adherence, no NATIVIST ollapodrida of Memphicians with which to make correct -- the most undetectable ebullience maker, old 'joy accomplice' a young man had, that everyone wanted a bit too much, too often, to, of course, become inspired by Doug 'K-dough' Easley.
Easley, DE, Doug, Doug "K-Dough" Easley (my sobriquet), Easley, Rev. Doug Easley Jack Russell Patch has a Jekyll-and-Hyde temperament.
Kant’s main idea about the faculty of intuition entails a knowledge of space and time but does not explain sufficient reasons that show there are no innate ideas. In "Some Consequences of Four Incapacities" (1868), Peirce explains that there is no intuition to understand God. I aim to show that innate ideas are transcendental beliefs that correspond to an abstract conception of the personal identity, which creates intuitive space for understanding why there are no innate ideas. This method for constructing rational ideas will provide reasons that explain how substance, in particular, the monad, can have the existence to separate action from the conditions of the world. The utility of objects must be measured in an intuitive sense, a method that determines how there are effects that enable the mind to become aware of the physical relations with the objects of reality. Kader, T. (2020). Explaining the Faculty of Intuition as the Objective Ego. Cambridge Open Engage. doi:10.33774/coe-2020-z8n4l This content is a preprint and has not been peer-reviewed.
This method for constructing rational ideas will provide reasons that explain how substance, in particular, the monad, can have the existence to separate action from the conditions of the world. The utility of objects must be measured in an intuitive sense, a method that determines how there are effects that enable the mind to become aware of the physical relations with the objects of reality. Kader, T. (2020). Explaining the Faculty of Intuition as the Objective Ego. Cambridge Open Engage. doi:10.33774/coe-2020-z8n4l This content is a preprint and has not been peer-reviewed.