which is actually true just incase anyone thinks that I listen to raucous music more than ten percent of the time...
Even if Joanie is the only one I remember...
what a TERRIBLE 'thumbnail' for four minutes of Joanie and her actual babe... supping at her beer the only good video on the whole of Youtube
In the days before the bimbos made 'wetwipes' compulsory..(ohh THE disdain if you didn't have a pack onboard, babe... )
Never mind at 22 minutes in...
THE only way there everwas before all their lawfare....
made up alligators nippin at anythin' below the knee....to lazy to ever bother goin' for the jugular
" ohh lass if you are ever ... [ insert about 100 different charges these days] ... take heed there was a queen once, whom offensively hatecrimed and generally HArry-assed err once luv.... with total genius and look at the way the pipen beardy squirms..
at 23 minutes in the only great shot in all of assassinatory seditious godly filmin'
its as if he IS on Hatesville so called community green
and caught with his knickers down and pissing his prozac and skunk riddled pee
behind the tree
next to where the children play
ONLY a true artist never mind goddess of nuance and revenge!!!
the right way
can do that
Anyway yes back to the other one i always forget to mention a sexist chauvite and generally hater of whitey wimmin in flowery skirts..
well, only if....
If only she had skipped forward through all the ACT
even if t'was superior ...
most of my earlier JOBS ..outdoors rarely a helper in sight as they run away..would be with her Blue on the walkerman
Carrie and his cane...
But only as an old bag, at last was she honest...(unlike Empress Joan always...only ever constant..)
Indeed 'both sides' and clouds is all being polite and dishonestly lyrickin whats in err 'ead: or as she said in a lifechanging interview around the same time, vewry hoarse and VERY unJoni..i mean the sourness and vapid vitriol she spat ..... not a happy woman.... those new age bitches, go around humming Joni all day to look good and not what they are....well it didn't actually work on Joni...either.." (or in a just world those would have been her actual words, the ones used less articulate as Joni had lost Joni...or any JOY...)
But then now i found The Source...of false filmclips (even though ALL foreign born are exempt from all judgieness it took me fourty years to even begin to understand this worse-than-America [includin' Columbine] society..
so how do you expect any nanaboatee to know owt....
and the voice of experience that nanas are much nicer a tad browning, too....
oops she...Claudia's 'gift' wont shut up and get itself off my desktop...where it's VERY carefully giftwrapped and unused as i ONLY do it FROM the nag's mouth...
ohh yes hersoon....yes..nanas and these are merely my quickfind recents many more...oneday soon
and, twould be a rare bird who agreed with anything rather than merely squawk to hear the sound of their own
even if thistermorn i was told my 'soulmate' was ten minutes in front of me
" ahh that Bachian word.... wrong one luv, when one of them sticks a whole banana boat of them up yer ass in revenge for god knows what as the judges didnt either.... it really hurts...safer to stick with fine ye olde word, helpmeet..[ all blogwords being merely practice for charmin' and cahatin' up any woman from all stations and denominations met for a decade, soon...in other words all is real-life too, even if a dream - one of Machiavelli's rather wetter ones ] .."
back top the VERY serious matter in hand...
The Source...
Who totally polluted the once just-about-ok- environmental movement - all 3 of us... mid 00s Wye Valley and surroundin' environs - i only ever think in 50km Corc regions... being i was sane age 27 and reading Pilger vols 4-6 knew even then what Peter too polite to really say...
Due their "what ..no hhhhhhhh...not us we are the home of democracy, Virginia Wolfe and Eastenders on TV...[ the midriffer being a posh version only of the latter ..unlike Edith Wharton or far more important COLETTE how CAN i forget her name or her place, in it all, in the endless oracy (Socratic street-corner or in Lidl aisles if i must though clearly she was fake too) ... top throne.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Colette
But i am loyal to my elders and teachers, or was until i saw the Joni interview my my what a very angsty old thing...
But one can't tell much from one moment but quite by chance ...
I can now define 'Doomscrolling' the day a fake (as a rather good documentary about her last year or earlier this was making it quite clear she was as sharp elbowed as any incommer to Hay-on-Wye Clun or HAtesville makin' out theyre flower children when in fact mummy STOLE the L'Oreal shares from poor Eva in the bunker.... her at her final bunkup
which a "traumatic intergenrational" generation later or so
trotted off to the Post Office to cash em in so they could afford their bougie pad in..
them aforementioned places
But i didn't know that they just copied her their fake goddess...
Half a million peeps flock in to listen to her
and a few others...
ok at £3 A DAY...
even if half of em far more sense...
as listening to her MOANING at them with such well acted angsty tears and justification
I would have sued her for my money back
on every one of the every Joni album extant i was tricked into payin' my hard eared cash
emotionally manipulated... used, groomed... as is quite evident when at the end having got her hissy-fitty way... the pure act (beating Oracle Girl hands down of course that one 'from the future' is merely past it... and wants to be the new, old, Joni..prior to REAL Joni discovering nobody wants to buy the act any more...
and old hag Joni is (factored maybe for 20ish years) ten times more really fuckable than the plastic barbie version ever was...
as she became..
real..and didnt cry any more as that gets you nowhere...
unlike the
The unreal one
meanwhile note to self... by pure accident
I have stumbled across a long one... about the only one ever that could drown out the alligator tears... health issues general mad NPD
of everyone whom uses the libraries and other public spaces....
And fair dinkum the kiddyporn addict..
kind of fessed up when pants caught down around his ankles....
well..."research" really...
(my excuse today for REQUIRING one last look... face to face)
actually drowns them out.... even the REALLY lardarse loudies...who usually are the actual librarians....
(i would even go to her 'Temple' as long as she paid my mileage.... after all she does know im the ONLY one she has ever met with anything interesting to say...or who means his com-pliments... why of course she thanked me for the books left at her so called front door..in front of her load of cockteased fanbase...and demanded my phone number OUT LOUD...she started it...but why? why...? i need to know.. just as she's the only one who actually MAKES me laugh... both at and with her)
