Drop (24/365)

Drop (24/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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Condensation can be quite lovely with varying droplets.

THE JAZZ JUNE - "Drop The Bomb"

Drop The Bomb, start the fire and light the fuse
The pedal's to the floor
I'm just searching for something new
A simple truth just to make a difference
The dragging smile just got dragged out
The pedal's to the floor and we've got nothing to lose
A new anthem which once knew nothing now knows everything
So you're convinced now that I'm nothing
Well isn't that enlightening
So convinced now that I'm nothing
Well I hope it doesn't hurt when I wipe that smile off your face
That stupid smile off your face
Nothing goes unsaid this time
The pedal's to the floor
Tomorrow's like a rocket

Winter (23/365)

Winter (23/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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It's a stark winter day.

J CHURCH - "Winter Comes Again"

In the end, winter comes again
and I won't allow myself to entertain last season's morbid thoughts.
She's waiting in the rain. He said, "Meet me by the train."
"This Christmas time we're gonna get away."

Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...
Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...

With criminal inexperience, he fails at the locked door.
Through the window, he's triggering alarm codes...
Instead of gifts for his love he gets a bullet in the chest.
He tries to recall her face as his socks are damp with blood.

Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...
Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...

Winter comes again. Father Christmas, drunk on gin,
can't bring himself to face the world again.
She's waiting in the rain. He said, "Meet me by the train."
"This Christmas time we're gonna get away."

Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...
Turn the key. Open the door.
You won't have to see my face anymore.
Fading like the snow to rain...
we'll frolic and play, the eskimo way. walking in a winter wonderland

Beautiful (22/365)

Beautiful (22/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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You are beautiful.

THE LAWRENCE ARMS - "Beautiful Things"

Typewriter tell me what year it was
Typing to the rhythm of a century on the cusp.
We were out there smoking on the sidewalks
We were lovers drinking to another song on the jukebox

Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young.

Cinematic, I was cynical on the city bus
literary wrote lyrics like I thought I was
we were sleeping racing for the future
bicycle tires spinning revolution.

Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young.

The city was sweating in the summer heat
I wrote melodies of regret to a def and empty street
I was so lonely it started to rain,
the lightning and thunder were singing my name
I thought those songs could save me.
I thought those songs could save me.

Don't kill all the beautiful things
I was searching for truth, in the dust of my days
I was so lost, and I was so young.

We were so lost, and we were so young.

DON'T KILL ALL THE BEAUTIFUL THINGS.

Worry (21/365)

Worry (21/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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Indy is NOT a fan of the basement. While I am down there, he waits at the top and voices his worry by crying constantly for me to come back upstairs right now. My friends posit he can see something I can't... like ghosts. Time to start shooting and look for orbs.

FAKE PROBLEMS - "Don't Worry Baby"

Late last night I woke up to the sound of demons in my head
They must have risen up from hell and hid underneath my bed
As soon as I laid myself to rest
Crawled into my brain
They're trying to drive me insane

But don't worry baby
I am holding on to the hope you give me when I'm home

So I complied with the demons and ripped my mouth off of my face
They said that thing is good for nothing
We got the food that you can taste
Son just sit here tightly we'll return in a few days
Do exactly as I say

Don’t you ever resort to the fool that that they’ve made you
We know you have nightmares every night
Why don’t you give up? Come on and give up
We've picked a better life for you

But don't worry baby
I am holding on to the hope you give me when I'm home
Yeah don't worry baby
I won't let them take me
I know for a fact that they are wrong

Now it seems like so long ago but it was just yesterday
I was cursing everything I love
Throwing it away
Now the demons have left me and I gotta say
I don't feel so insane

Butterscotch (20/365)

Butterscotch (20/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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Butterscotch bat pancakes with a veggie patty moon at the crack of noon - and it's all vegan too.

CANCER BATS - "Butterscotch"

Break out the guidelines
Change the tides
we're waging war on engagements, and we're taking sides
This is everything, it's either sweet or I don't see the point
So overrated, your search for gold
The thought of chasing these landmarks
Never seemed to hold

Here's hoping that things will change
You know what i mean
You're never going to sleep again
Never sleep again
Lack of distraction and I'm feeling fine
I may not run on your racetrack, but I'm making time

Here's hoping things will change
You know what i mean
You're never going to sleep again
You'll never sleep again
You'll never, and you'll never
You're never going to sleep again
You'll never, and you'll never
You're never going to sleep again

Never- I will wave this banner here
wave this banner high
I will wave this banner here
Wave this banner high
Our own objective, our set of goals
We'll draft our own code of conduct
And we'll save our souls

Here's hoping that things will change
You know what i mean
You're never going to sleep again
Never sleep again

Afternoon (19/365)

Afternoon (19/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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Lazy Sunday afternoon asleep while bathed in a rosy glow.

INTO IT. OVER IT. - "Afternoon's Asleep"

I've got nothing to do or say this week
I'll spend the better half of my afternoons asleep
And if anyone needs me they'll just have to wait
I'm running late for anything remotely intriguing
And I haven't left home
In God knows how long
Moving oh-so-slow
And no one else knows what to do

I'll write this out instead
I've got major chords running through my head
And before I start citing unreliable sources
I'll put this to tape and get back in bed

Oh no!
Where does the time go?
I'm moving oh-so-slow
And everyone else knows

I haven't left home
In God knows how long
I'm moving oh-so-slow
But what do they know?

In time I'll find solid ground
And peace of mind
But for now I've got my night all planned out
I made sure to set my alarm

Everyone's got a better plan but me
Everyone's got a better plan but me
I can wake up days and days later
I can wake up days and days later
With something good to say

Oh no!
Where does the time go?

I haven't left home
In God knows how long
I'm moving oh-so-slow
But what do they know?
What do they know?
What do they know?
What do they know?

Skull (18/365)

Skull (18/365), a photo by elawgrrl on Flickr.

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I went to Trader Vic's for the first time tonight. Here's their non-alcoholic drink introduction: Many delicious drinks around the world are made without liqueurs & with delicate flavors - then I added "but only this one is served in a SKULL cup." #straightedgebender

THE QUEERS - "Outta My Skull"

Outta my skull
I'm outta my skull
All over you
You're telling me lies
And I wanna know why
It can be true

I am just staying alone in my room now
Wondering If I know how
How I let you get under my skin?

You wont place nice
Displaced twice
I can't tame you
Got back under that rock
I hope you rot
You're so cool

Said I'm thinking now I don't find it
This time I put you beyond me
I might have been blind but now I see

I was outta my skull
I was outta my skull

My heart aches for your face
Professional moan
I guy said to you that he loved you
And the tears started are born

Said I'm thinking now I don't find it
This time I put you beyond me
I must have been blind but now I see

I was outta my skull
I was outta my skull

Have Gun, Will Travel @ 120 Tavern 1.17.14

Have Gun, Will Travel @ 120 Tavern 1.17.14, a set on Flickr.

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Have Gun, Will Travel plays 120 Tavern, Marietta, GA on January 17, 2014.

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Waymore's Outlaws @ 120 Tavern 1.17.14

Waymore's Outlaws @ 120 Tavern 1.17.14, a set on Flickr.

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Waymore's Outlaws plays 120 Tavern, Marietta, GA on January 17, 2014.

Note: Please share, download and use these photos for non-commercial purposes but be sure to abide by the creative commons license by crediting the photos to Nicole Kibert / www.elawgrrl.com and if using online, add a link back to this page or to www.elawgrrl.com. This license does not permit commercial use. Thanks.