The Debunking of Baloney’s Three-Wheeled Retaliation
I find
myself in a bad position, a bad situation, a dire situation, even. Not that it is all that worse than my
previous one, but the novelty of it makes me see and feel the reality of where
I am as opposed to where I’d like to be so much more clearly than before.
Where would
I like to be, you ask? There are several
answers to that, the main one being living in an old warehouse in Germany doing
nothing but painting and drawing all day, exactly like Wolfgang Petrick. But for the purposes of this piece and to
make it fit in with its title, I’d like
to be in a band with Aynsley Dunbar, aiming for a Heavy Metal version of the
second Miles Davis Quintet. I use to get
Aynsley mixed up with Cozy Powell.
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