The Purdzilla Show

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Photo by  Andrej Nihil  on  Unsplash The illusion of glamour and fame is as potent and insidious as any other drug. You're suckered into thinking you desire something you know very well is shoddy, phony, and fleeting. the problem is, it also makes you feel good, gives you a voice and an identity, fools you into believing you belong to a higher tier of people who are more fun, more sparkly, more worthwhile to be around. Most of all, showbiz makes you feel wanted. Carly Simon (in boys in the trees )

Our new house in Takapau, NZ Many marriages rise, fall, steady out again. You blurt out something unmentionable, reconcile again, and on and on into the sunset. James's and my marriage was like any other, because when all is said and done, marriage involves two people, who need food to subsist on and a house to provide them shelter from snow, wind, rain, and too-hot August days, where they can bustle around, sleep, and rest their aching feet. Carly Simon (in boys in the trees )

Photo by  Katie Montgomery  on  Unsplash After a few minutes some closely recorded cymbals skittered into life. With little warning a tenor saxophone aggressively asserted itself. The saxophone player and the drummer began to improvise with the sort of discordant tones suggestive of protracted marital breakdown; a guitarist, presumably located in a building adjacent to his fellow musicians, began gamely attacking his instrument with, it was fair to assume, a hammer. Richard King in Original Rockers , listening to a CD 'by an ominous pan-European sounding trio of free-jazz journeymen'.

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