Knox Bronson ~ Riding The Wild Bubble

The sucking vortex of need that resides in the office of the presidency is taking us to places I could never have imagined and can barely comprehend even with the evidence right in front of my eyes.

I swear it was not the acid! And yes, I did use AI to make the picture. Please forgive me.

Went down to the demonstration … and got what we wanted!

Cult College (pictured), Gia Prism, Dark Tarot Politics, and more.

no matter how many times I tell youtube I’m not interested, it still displays two or three thumbnails of Charlie Kirk’s widow talking about how she’s going to carry on the crusade after his death.

I was forced to use so-called raw sugar at the trendy Café in Oakland. Usually, I carry a supply of white sugar packets in my car for these occasions, but I was all out. The problem with the so-called raw sugar is that it’s not sweet and you have to use a lot more to get your coffee sweet and then you have the overpowering taste of the molasses which ruins the coffee. It’s just another form of virtue signaling, whose time has passed.

Antone Fier was a session drummer and the founder of the golden Palomino’s and a member of any number of well known and influential experimental bands over the decades. Anton went to Switzerland for an assisted suicide at the age of 66 in 2022. I hope he is at peace now.

It is the sickest thing I’ve ever read. These people are monsters. All of them. Once again, the cruelty is the point. With the little girls, it was never really about sex. It was about destroying dreams and hopes and lives. I don’t think the very rich can actually experience anything beyond sadistic pleasure.

I stumbled into the foodie beauty ecosystem on YouTube. I wonder what other marvels are yet to be discovered. #foodiebeauty

Let's remember this: there are no innocents in Donald Trump's orbit. Period.

Just a little update about things being in motion.

Since I was bitching about where I live, I thought I should mention that I'm moving out. Also, website update & FRISCO plug.

A couple quick anecdotes about meeting the Prince of Darkness over the years. Another lovable madman gone.

People drunk and on drugs are so weird. I hate fireworks. I hate my neighbors. I can't figure out how many weirdos are over there. I'm trapped at the moment. Monkey Blue is freaked out and hiding. With luck, the fireworks will run out (it's been four hours) and they'll get bored and pass out. 

pretty much done, just need to rerecord guitar, voice, horn parts, mix and master. Enjoy!

Robbie Basho was a local artist, well-known around the Berkeley era in the Sixties and Seventies ... a cosmic acoustic guitarist.

Tallulah Bankhead was drunk off her ass. The whole thing was traumatic.