HOLIDAYS GREETINGS AND A BIT OF NEWS FROM YOUR OL' CHUM ROB AND RAMALLAH:
Hello there fellow scamps, scalawags and scoundrels like myself,
I just wanted to check in and wish you all my sincerest wishes for some happy holidays. And if happy holidays are out your reach at present, then I at
least hope your holidays are as agony-free as possible.
To all those of you out there trying to stay sober, I wish you all the best keeping the bottle out of your yap and the bag of powder out of your nose
and/ or arm.
To all the straight edge folks out there in my flock, I strongly advise you all to stay that way... until death if possible (trust me, you ain't
missing anything but a whole lotta Hell and you are quite right to reject it).
To all of the clinically depressed and truly traumatized out there, please keep your head out of the oven and your neck out of the noose. If there is
one truth I have come to believe in, it is that as long as there is breath in your body there is SOME hope for better days (even if your entire life
and all of your experiences to date argue otherwise). Don't let a commercialized, consumer-driven phenomenon (such as the modern holiday season has
become) drive you into your grave. I've spent holidays in the psych ward, rehab, the bar, the dope spot and the basement checking the load-bearing
capability of the overhead pipes... so I been there. You are not alone...
Lastly, I'll have some big news shortly. Allow me to reiterate: BIG FAHKIN' NEWS COMING. As always the annual festival of pain known as the holiday
season gets me thinking about times past, mistakes made, and what might have been. Things like bands destroyed and lost albums never recorded, etc. So
I decided to do something I've wanted to do for a long fucking time now. Consider it a late Christmas gift. Keep your eyes peeled here for more info
cuz it's coming soon.
I think that's about it. The stereo in the other room is stuck on repeat and if I hear El Condor Pasa by Simon And Garfunkel one more time I'm gonna
disregard my own advice and hang myself in the closet with my fucking belt.
All my best and none of the rest,
Rob
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