thursday in february

rock is cold.
cold and distant.
in ny, rock is cold and distant and, now after tonite's show at the murcury, more than ever feels like a combination of chicago politics and the upper class: machine-like, tied to personalities who are part of bigger games, so deeply and secretly incestuous.
but, then again, i'm new here. and admittedly not of the best spirits or natures these days. and kinda realize that, in probably any place where you are not part of what's going down, this might be the take. everything's made up of individuals. and that's always hopeful to remember.
i duhnno.

what i do know is that it is a full moon tonight.

and it's really beautiful.