Burning Fire

Well actually of 1964
"...These were the days of Scotch and Coke as the pop stars' favorite drink. A cop who looked in the dressing room and saw a whiskey bottle made us pour it, together with all our other drinks, down a sink. We were livid. Keith said: 'The thing was, I was only drinking Coca Cola. I refused to pour mine away, thinking, why the f--- was an American cop telling me to pour the national drink down the bog? The cop pulled a gun on me. A very strange scene, a cop ordering me at gunpoint to pour a Coke down the john.' "
Thanks to Bill and all his notes and journals for the Story of the Day!

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Nothing to say.
Listening to Paul McCartney's "Back in the US"... "Jet! Wooo ooo ooo ooo ooo ooo!"
Badfinger was less than impressive.
Guess I should finish the cd before I release an official statement.
Really want to go out dancing at the club in Hard Days Night.
"Brian had a presence that was definetly electric. Mick did too, in a strange way, but I always felt Mick's personality was more self-consciously constructed: I don't remember him having the same sort of magical aura in those early days." (Bill Wyman)
There is hope!!! If Mick can MAKE himself that amazing w/o having a natural aura so can I!!
Bought an amazing paisley shirt for $4.99 today at a sweeeeeet vintage store.

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Tell me you don't know any one, 22 or 62, that looks better than this. You don't.

Mick on the opening night of the tour. 30 days till it's my turn!

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Bored, so here I am again, on here.
First day of classes went very smoothly. Only got semi-lost, which I consider an accomplishment. Potential friend in newswriting: tall, bandy, Pink Floyd hat. OH and guess what? There is a kid named JULIAN in my Spanish class!! I am so sad that he isn't cool. Not to mention how weird it is to here the teacher calling roll and "Julian?" Weird-o. (No, I am not from 1985)
I love Mick. Still winning the bid on Gimme Shelter on eBay. A grand total of 61 cents :) Oh guess what? They added a date on Dec. 3 in Memphis. If I stumble upon a great deal of money before tickets go on sale, I shall buy front row (or at least better) seats and go to that one too. I really really REALLY REALLY we see Mick before the show. I know, there is a 0.00001% chance, but hey! if anybody can do it, it's me and Ang.
P.S. I laaaaaaav the song "For No One"

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Ooooh, the irony. Guess where Anberlin (my Stephen) is playing tomarrow night?? LIBERTY. Are you kidding me?!?!? There were NO good bands there ALL last year, of course, while I was there.
Anyways, here I am. In Nashville. Listening to "Love Is Strong." Being sad that I don't know anyone. Loving my ubercool room. Counting the days (33!) till I see Mick. Hoping I meet some hippies down here.
Is it sad that I'm getting into "Mixed Emotions?" I think it is. Anyways, Stones new album comes out a week from tomarrow!! AHH!!! New Mick for me! ::makes kissey face:: Love you Mick!
I love this Tinkerbell incense.
Switching topics again, isn't it insane how time works? I can't deal with it. It NEVER stops. As soon as you think about something that's going to happen, it's happening, and then one second later, it's over. Blink again, and you are saying "wow, I can't believe that was 1, 2, 5, 10 years ago." I have been thinking alot about this lately. I have no clue why. But I don't like it.

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