Why do I play my part? Fuck me. I look at stars through city smoke and urban haze. I try not to give a fuck and then I always do. Then what -- what do you get? I mean, the only advantage that I have in life -- and I'm going out on a limb here because I know some geniuses (not self-described ones either) -- is (maybe) intellectual advantage. But I play stupid alot (fuck you) 'cause it allows me to clandestinely assess my immediate environment and keeps me out of harm's way. But really, everybody's a goddamned genius, so I really got nothing. Sober life is all about differentiation and drunken life is all about communion -- it's a little fucked up if you ask me. Everybody's looking but nobody is trying -- except when it's bar time and "Dancing Queen" does its thing on the juke box and then we're all friends. ABBA for Christ's sake -- we've got people killing each other for religion and asshole leaders starting wars 'cause their daddies have a family feud and we've got a lot of great intellectual texts about this that and that other thing, but y'all are leaving me with ABBA to cure my ills. Well, hey, just to spite you -- I'm going to move to Sweden.

While waiting for life that sucks to die, why not listen to my favorite unsigned bands: TQ's Garage Band Playlist.