Greg and I have spoken of doing a radio show. (Perhaps this stems from an evening at the bar next to Hamburg Inn after dinner at Pagliai's in Iowa City. Greg and I sat next to each other intermittently identifying hits from our high school years.) I realize we need a writing group, as well. (Duh?)
I have been emailing Greg first drafts from my rock star series all day. (He, in turn, has sent me his oh, sheila piece.) I am going out on a limb and including "Aviv Geffen" below.
Give me blowback mouth-to-mouth
What’d all that mean, love?
(A Little Wanton mix)
Enjoy the blowback mouth-to-mouth
What were you saying all that time anyway, love?
Hot oil fricatives
Pass your soul mouth-to-mouth,
then the blowback