Thank you…

Actually, blogs are supposed to be about honesty. He said this:

When I heard you were at Oxford, I was so damn proud of you. I thought of you often and had hoped to run into you again someday. But lost touch.

[What was written] isn’t “charming.” It’s isn’t “bohemian” or “artistic.” It’s totally self-indulgent and far beneath you.

Okay!

I’ve now reduded it to this:

I had put up some links to old pages on my old site, which amused me - I just found them - I’d not even seen these in five years!

Here they are - VERY retro and old, but not so horrible, really!

No-1’s Original Home!

Kill The King!

Need a Little Love - Original Story…

I also found an old song - I’m going to start putting up new ones, but thought I’d start with ones I really liked, that were forgotten about!

This one was done in my bedroom in, literally, fifteen minutes. NOT a professional song. But I like the sentiment behind it! (THIS IF FIVE YEARS OLD. MORE! They’re much better now, promise!)

Cheers,

Austin W!
PopMusic.com

Need a Reason to Live

[See post to listen to audio]

When he was a young boy
He always did what he should -
Couldn’t really say that he was misunderstood;
Always did his homework,
Took out the trash -
Never sold drugs for his spending cash;

He always did what he thought he should,
So why does he feel like his life is no good?

You need a reason to live
And it’s got to feel right -
Don’t ever spend too long without a fight;
You need a reason to live
And it’s got to feel good -
Don’t always do just what you think you should -
You need a reason to live.

When he got older,
He only went out with girls,
Never wore makeup or his hair in curls;
When he played football
He didn’t cheat,
Always ate vegetables -
Never red meat.

Now that he’s older he’s politically correct,
But honey, lamb-chop baby - I object!

You need a reason to live
And it’s got to feel right -
Don’t ever spend too long without a fight;
You need a reason to live
And it’s got to feel good -
Don’t ever do just what you think you should,
You need a reason to live.

‘Cause (yeah) it’s my live to live,
I want to take, not just give,
I wanna do what is wrong -
Like changing the key in the middle of my song…

Now he thinks the thing is
He wants to change -
He wants to fly out of his limited range.
He wants to do something,
But he doesn’t know what to do -
Just what it is he hasn’t a clue (no clue!).