When I saw you, you looked so surprised,
and the oceans flowed through your blue-grey eyes.
And we stood and gazed in hot summer days.
So tell me
Can we go cop a bag?
Experimental/Avante garde music, Social critiques, reviews, and happenings from Shining Fields in New Orleans. This blog, ,like most, is somewhere in the boundary between life and death, active and dormant. Music at http://proudfather1.bandcamp.com/