Thursday, February 26, 2009

We Let The Hell Come.


The blade of the Reaper suspending the eye in the judgement,
All dues in the crossing feed the soul drowning in the breach.

Watch Her Breath Light In The Sun.

Death brings the rain to river and I walk from the shore waiting,
The stones in the river bring hell to the heart of those of us left in our shells.

Watch Her Breath Light In The Sun.

As the truth is denied, 
We will fall in the sun.

In the depths of our run,
We let the hell come,
We let the hell come.

Thursday, February 19, 2009


 As I am massively preoccupied in my own struggles at this time I thought I would share an article that was forwarded to me from my oldest living friend. The subject of the article is Doc Dart the singer of the long time defunct band The Crucifucks. A band that is responsible for one of the 3 most amazing live performances I have ever witnessed as well 2 mind blowing albums, not to mention his solo work, Doc Dart has always made music that speaks to my soul and makes my blood stir. 

 You may notice that the article is written by Sam Mcpheeters, who was the singer of a great band that means a lot to a lot of people, Born Against.


Wednesday, February 11, 2009

And Now...

 I will be gone from this for awhile. Life demands more of me then I can offer. I will return, please read the archives...Be well.  
                                              .:SMK

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Lux Interior.


  Lux Interior died in California last night. The Cramps were one of a kind and he was one the best front men ever to dominate a stage. I saw them years ago when I was young and closed minded and they opened me up to a whole world of dark Americana sound. They were so unique in there approach, especially considering that they came from the same time and place as the Television, The New York Dolls, CBGB's, Maxs' Kansas City etc. There mixture of B Horror with Hillbilly/Surf music has never been duplicated. Today is for him and Poison Ivy. He was 62. Respect.

Wednesday, February 4, 2009

Suffer

 The suffering never ends. I accept this. 
Wisdom is born of experience and pain. 
There is no doubt.

There is no way to alter what will become. This idea doesn't mean that you sit idle as the world decides your fate. It means that what ever you will do next was inevitable. I have come to believe this to be true.

There is no why. I accept this too.

The reasons are untold. They will remain that way. 

I am set adrift right now. There is very little left in reserve today.  I am holding a constant vigil. Focused light. I am praying now. Protection... Amber Light...  

...please protect her.