
I have learned that kicking and screaming doesn't do anyone any good ... except maybe for the increased heart rate to fat burning mode. Ya see, the fools who refuse to listen to the rationale behind kicking and screaming will only walk away and talk about how sexy your legs and lips looked while you were kicking and screaming. And, truthfully, you don't need those fools to tell you how sexy you are ...
The past few days had me awestruck from the faces and places I brushed past. From brief but powerful meetings with David Foster, Sarah ' Fumbling Towards Ecstasy' McLachlan, and the ever rising Canadian Tenors ... and the 'dogs bollocks' is how on top of all this madness 'The Crystal Method' were part of 48 hrs in the life of NLX. Coo Coo Nutso! I am reminded how lucky I am to make and share music. Now to just get the music heard. Oi!
Also reminded that if not for the guest list @ Cobra, I probably wouldn't have been welcomed into the club with my haphazard wardrobe. It is nice to know that being on a list changes up the rules! And because of the above this 'fool' was made aware of how sexy Toronto has seemed to have gotten in my absence ... so to all you NYC cabbies who chat me up while in the car and reminded me how beautiful Toronto is, to you I say touché! You might have won this battle, the the war continues on ...
Sadly though, sexy ends in where the TTC begins. To describe the malaise of the TTC and the poor transit that exists in TO is not possible. So UNSEXY! WTF happened to make the TTC even worse than it was a few years back? Who would think I would miss the integrity of the 'A' train so much.
But if not for the years of playing open mics in Toronto and the impact of songs like
Elsewhere from the greats, I would not appreciate how sexy and how strong we have all become.
Big Love!
NLX
p.s. above photo @ Crobar is courtesy the NLX Blackberry
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