Thursday, October 05, 2006

You got my heart, you got my soul
You got the silver, you got the gold
You got the diamonds from the mine



Know who doesn't fuck around?



The Rolling Stones, that's who.



Well, well, well...






Before we get on to the subject of the Stones and how much they don't fuck around, I have to make an important annoucement to the legions of Shit Mitten fans out there:

Tony and I had it out yesterday.

He quit the band.



He thinks changing the name will comromise our artistic vision.



So, he quit.



But, today we are back together again.



I will keep you posted as the situation develops.



So, the Stones.

Yes, indeed.



That red-head lawyer lady couldn't make it to the show.



So that was a bummer.



Stanette, however, did come along.



She is on the left, above, and she is the newest member of The Mitten.



She's a singer.



You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you just might find, you get what you need.



The highlight of the show was when Keith took center stage and sang "You Got The Silver," with Ron Wood playing a slide guitar that nearly made me weep.



Hey babe, what's in your eyes?
I saw them flashing like airplane lights
You fill my cup, babe, that's for sure
I must come back for a little more



You got my heart you got my soul
You got the silver you got the gold
You got the diamonds from the mine
Well that's all right, it'll buy some time



Tell me, honey, what will I do
When I'm hungry and thirsty too
Feeling foolish (and that's for sure)
Just waiting here at your kitchen door?



Hey baby, what's in your eyes?
Is that the diamonds from the mine?
What's that laughing in your smile?
I don't care, no, I don't care



Oh babe, you got my soul
You got the silver you got the gold
A flash of love, just made me blind
I don't care, no, that's no big surprise




Then they did a little "Midnight Rambler."



The stage was pretty amazing. On either side of the stage were these luxury boxes that they trucked in and set up.



There are lights on it, but there are people in there. Pretty amazing.



This concert took 72 semis to truck in all the fixin's.



We made some new friends.







Fierce.





Created some enemies as well. I made a joke that, in retrospect, may have been in poor taste. It was about the vietnamese boy I keep in my crawl space. Some people just don't find that kind of humor very funny.









Today is Thursday.



Yesterday was Wednesday.



I am pretty sure tomorrow will be Friday.



And my mom rolls into town on Friday.



Sweet.



I'm a flea-bit peanut monkey, all my friends are junkies.



That's not really true.



I'm a cold italian pizza, I could use a lemon squeezer.



What you do?



But I've been bit and I've been tossed around



By every she-rat in this town

Have you, babe?

Well, I am just a monkey man

I'm glad you are a monkey woman, too, girl.