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> On Aug 8, 6:57 pm, lildick <lou.cifa...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > I visited my son
> > and hear Make rhe Fur Fly @ Lenny's. Besides, the pics from that
> > event have been on myspace for 4 or 5 months.
>
> Speaking of which, how goes his plans to tour Germany with Winter Sounds.
>
> Here's the new printouts of the lyrics for the new song-poem we wrote
> at the Coin-Op last week, wish we'd recorded the big band version we did
at the Loft Wednesday with the saxophone, blues lead, SP's booming bass,
Brad's drums
... at least we got photos.
>
> HA HA
>
HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAZOMG!!!!!!!!!!WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hmmm... seems you accidentally snipped it...
Crawford Road Crawl
On the dark side of the morning,
on the side of dawn.
Moonlight cuts in the dark
Pull up to the side
put my ear to the clapboard...
heard her crying on...
She cried more more more
more more more...
more more more...
There she goes
and there she blows
all over the carpet.
In the Saturday swank
misty, dark and dank.
Fall down to my knees
put my ear to the rail.
Hear the clackity-clackity-clackity
clackity-clack...
There she goes
and there she blows
all over the carpet.
Seen the science lady
to find my cure.
She says no son,
your heart is black and impure.
What you've done
won't be no peace,
until the Lord come down
and give you release.
See see Jesus
rise up someday.
But you ain't got no home
so you'd better stay away.
There she goes
and there she blows
all over the carpet.
Over the bridge,
she went over the bridge.
Tiny little bubbles
she sank like a stone.
Pull the car to the side
in a putrid black high.
Pull up the side
and creep my head to the side.
Put my ear to the clapboard
and I heard her cry...
She cry no no no
no no no
that little whore
she cry more more more.
There she goes,
there she blows,
all over the carpet.
©2008
Words - Will Dockery
Music - Henry Conley
--
God's Toybox by Will Dockery and Dennis Beck
http://www.myspace.com/shadowvilleallstars
nope.
Okay.
You're an idiot of few words, Duckery.
I'm Will Dockery, your ongoing obsession.
--
"Wobble" written by Will Dockery & Henry Conley
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVIF2-qWIUc
can't you be someone else? please?
I can't see what I'm looking at, so have a look at me!
I'm a bit of a lush, I am, if all the drinks are free.
I'll tell you how it came about; I drank the Wine in church,
And I was King of UseNet when my toddle turned to lurch.
On rec.arts.pomes the poasters started shouting, "GO AWAY!"
Said I, "Get down upon your knees, I'll teach you how to spray!"
[chorus]:
I'm Dockery the Eighth, I am!
Dockery the Eighth of Spam, of Spam!
I just poasted seven yards of bore
That I've poasted seven times before,
And every yard was a Dockery
(I'd never poast a chuckles or a Tom);
I'm the eighth spam yard of Dockery:
Dockery the Eighth I am!
I left the Puke of Slummerland, a pub up Shadowville;
Soon with other moochers I was hurling up the swill.
I sat upon the bucket that the barfmen think their own;
Amidst my unknown subjects I was sitting on the throne,
When up came General sherman, saying, "Off with all your crap!"
Said I, "If you are gonna, you must do it in my lap!"
Now at the Wankers' Exhibition not so long ago
I was stagg'ring into things, I made a lovely show.
I popped another Roots' Beer and I shouted, "Watcher fizz!"
While P.J. poked my shit and said, "I wonder what this is!"
One said, "Oh, oh, it's Charlie's Hell!" and then I grabbed the mike,
And shouted, "I yam ignorance!" as pissed as all you like.
>
> can't you be someone else? please?
>
>
--
-------(m+
~/:o)_|
Illiteracy and stupidity fight to the death every day.
Trouble is, they breed first.
http://scrawlmark.org
Either you need new glasses, a computer that works, or both.
...someone less stupid to respond to on Usenet?
Someone else to obsess over?
''We know.''
--
Truck Stop Woman by Dockery-Conley
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXA4jekz_xk
...post horribly mangled groups of the English language? Ah, but you do it
so well.
> maybe you should quit giving her so much vodka...
Old Mister Boston straight from the bottle, at that...
How often, or do you think that titles should ever be so obscure that
all the audience members can't immediately tell which piece it is?
In other words, a quick scan of the songlist on the back of a CD could
immediately give an idea of the contents, a quick scan of titles on a
jukebox will reveal almost exactly what's available there... that sort
of thing.
So, the title change on this one, which at one point I considered
calling "On the Dark Side of the Morning" and dropping "Crawford Road
Crawl" altogether, but looks like i'll be going with:
Crawford Road Crawl (There She Goes)
--
Truck Stop Woman by Will Dockery and Henry Conley:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXA4jekz_xk
Jukeboxes! Yeah, sure.
>
>How often, or do you think that titles should ever be so obscure that
>all the audience members can't immediately tell which piece it is?
This is in what language?
>
>In other words,
Ah, Duckrish.
Rob
--
Rob Evans
When I see a swine
I reach for 45-calibre pearls.
--
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Yeah... anyway, Mushmouth, here's a cut from the upcoming CD... a song-
poem I call "Twilight Girl":
>On Sep 24, 4:28�am, Rob Evans <Mushmouth-poet @whistle-lisp> wrote:
>>
>> Jukeboxes! �Yeah, sure.
>
>Yeah... anyway, Mushmouth, here's a cut from the upcoming CD... a song-
>poem I call "Twilight Girl":
>
A harmless 45 seconds before the gargling starts.
I cut it off at "crispy light". You're ridiculous.
And since it's your usual liquid shit please accept this plug.
I found this a surprisingly pleasant listen.
My tip: DON'Tpost your lyrics. They don't read well as poetry.
But they do their work well enough as song lyrics because you hear enough
of them to get a sense of verse, chorus and vaguely what's it 's all about.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
http://www.gillsmith999.plus.com/
_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_
"Something recognizable" like Will Dockery, right? Your ego disgusts me.
How often, or do you think that titles should ever be so obscure that
all the audience members can't immediately tell which piece it is?
How often do you think someone gives enough of a shit to read your dribble?
In other words, a quick scan of the songlist on the back of a CD could
immediately give an idea of the contents, a quick scan of titles on a
jukebox will reveal almost exactly what's available there... that sort
of thing.
In that case the back of your CD should have a picture of dog crap on it.
So, the title change on this one, which at one point I considered
calling "On the Dark Side of the Morning" and dropping "Crawford Road
Crawl" altogether, but looks like i'll be going with:
Crawford Road Crawl (There She Goes)
> On the dark side of the morning,
> on the side of dawn.
> Moonlight cuts in the dark
> Pull up to the side
> put my ear to the clapboard...
> heard her crying on...
> She cried more more more
> more more more...
> more more more...
I'd be crying to if I had to listen to stupid shit like that.
Well, that's Dockery in a toiletbowl --
"vaguely what's it 's all about."
Though your use of "sense" with "verse" and "chorus" is suspicious.
I'm wondering what happened to the touted "vague sense of what's it
's about," because the contradictions normally inherent in Duckrish
have been compounded here by something like collision with a bridge
abutment or the barroom floor while on LSD.
> In message
> <cdd2b2a9-0796-482a...@a70g2000hsh.googlegroups.com>,
> Will Dockery <will.d...@gmail.com> writes
>
>> Title slightly changed... seems the other performers agreed that
>> something recognizable should be in the title, for jukeboxes and
>> whatnot, which opens this topic up for discussion.
>
>
> Jukeboxes! Yeah, sure.
>
>>
>> How often, or do you think that titles should ever be so obscure that
>> all the audience members can't immediately tell which piece it is?
>
>
> This is in what language?
>
>>
>> In other words,
>
>
> Ah, Duckrish.
>
> Rob
Considering the oozes and twists it so often displays, shouldn't that be
"Rubber Duckrish"?
(Or is that merely redundant?)
Thanks for the comments, some of the few here that actually veer
towards actual critique, Gill. These tracks on Gene Woolfolk's "fan"
site are unofficial, still unmixed versions... the studio we recorded
them at went under recently in the current economic crash (not the
only one around here, Bill Heard, the famous Chevy dealer, "Mr. Big
Volume", closed his doors yesterday. He was so "big" that the closing
made national news on Fox, CNN et cetera) and is currently setting up
his gear in his wife's basement out in the country. A delay in the CD
release, but worth it since it looks like the ambiance out there in
Harris County has that spooky "Southern Gothic" feel which will no
doubt soak into the feel of the next sessions.
--
Will Dockery-Henry Conley unofficial tribute site, with new songs
"Truck Stop Woman" and "Twilight Girl":
>On Wed, 24 Sep 2008 02:56:15 -0700 (PDT), Will Dockery
><will.d...@gmail.com>wrote:
>
>>On Sep 24, 4:28?am, Rob Evans <Mushmouth-poet @whistle-lisp> wrote:
>>>
>>> Jukeboxes! ?Yeah, sure.
>>
>>Yeah... anyway, Mushmouth, here's a cut from the upcoming CD... a song-
>>poem I call "Twilight Girl":
>>
>>http://www.myspace.com/willdockerytrio
>
>Bwaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahah this is a joke right?
>
>Email me the address of the guitarist. I'll send him a tuner for free
>since he obviously can't tune by ear.
>
A forty-five second musical intro with the bass player tripping over
his own fingers every now and then, followed by a raspy, mumble-
stumbler mangling words from the 'heart?' - bumpkinbrush lyrics
over-dramatized in hopes no one will notice they have no meaning.
GBA -- ' C - '
-blue
"You mean there are lines?" ** beau...@cruziocafe.com
<><> Blue's Cruzio Cafe - Poetry for the 21st Century! <><>
Sound - Video - Animations <> http://www.cruziocafe.com
Beau Blue Presents <> http://members.cruzio.com/~jjwebb
Thanks for taking the time to listen and comment, Blue.
I'll pass it on to the others, including Jim White, the bassist on "Twilight
Girl". For the record, the bassist on "Truck Stop Woman" is Doug Conley.
--
Studio tracks "Twilight Girl" and "Truck Stop Woman" by Will Dockery and
Henry Conley on the unofficial fan-tribute page:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockerytrio
Heh. "Long time, no 'C'."
Jim should be beaten to death with his own instrument
And you forced to watch while being beaten to death with a xylophone
Translation: They were drunk and high.
Yeah, a nice into by Conley and the crew.
> before the gargling starts.
Gargling... that's amusing coming from the "man" who recorded his
whistle-lisping chopped-up-prose sounding like he has a mouth stuffed with
slimeballs... heh.
> I cut it off at "crispy light".
That's fine, Mushmouth... best to cut off before you're forced to admit that
the work cuts yours to the ground.
There's three more up now for you to pretend to ignore, also... heh.
--
4 new Will Dockery recordings, "Twilight Girl", "Shadowville Speedway",
"Truck Stop Woman" and "Sidewalk Spinner" online at:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Probably cuts like "crunchy dark", you illiterate arsehole.
>
What drives you to stupid lies you can't sustain? I've never pretended
to ignore your stuff - I always look for improvement.
It is always unintelligible gargling, badly lit and badly recorded and,
f you do post the words, they remain unspeakable shit.
Well, either way, /cuts/ it does, Mushmouth.
> What drives you to stupid lies you can't sustain?
Writes the mushmouthed liar, who spent weeks last year attempting to smear
me and my life last year with sleazy libel.
I've never pretended
> to ignore your stuff - I always look for improvement.
>
> It is always unintelligible gargling,
That's projection, since it was /your/ recording that has the gunmouth
burbling, not to mention the pathetic whistle lisp, probably caused by your
bad teeth, Mushmouth.
> badly lit and badly recorded
That's bullshit, Mushmouth, as anyone who listens to the tracks will
discover for themselves.
Comments and critique are welcomed, as always, though.
Yep - cuts through all forms of English to the lazy cul-de-sac of
Duckrish.
>
>> What drives you to stupid lies you can't sustain?
>
>Writes the mushmouthed liar, who spent weeks last year attempting to smear
>me and my life last year with sleazy libel.
I did not write a single lie. Everything I wrote about you was followed
with ", apparently".
According to your own prolonged and consistent use of this word, it
turns anything you say into mere "speculation".
It doesn't of course - it's just your dishonest and clumsy way of using
words It's a revealing measure of your mental and moral deficiency that
you object when your own creepy techniques are used against you.
>
>I've never pretended
>> to ignore your stuff - I always look for improvement.
>>
>> It is always unintelligible gargling,
>
>That's projection, since it was /your/ recording that has the gunmouth
>burbling, not to mention the pathetic whistle lisp, probably caused by your
>bad teeth, Mushmouth.
And yours are all unintelligible gargling.
>
>> badly lit and badly recorded
>
>That's bullshit, Mushmouth, as anyone who listens to the tracks will
>discover for themselves.
People HAVE discovered that they're dreck - you stupid narcissistic
arsehole. It's only your overwhelming self-regard that's prevented you
from ever seeing this truth.
That's why most people have settled for the shorthand description
"unspeakable shit" when addressing your meaningless self-indulgences.
>
>Comments and critique are welcomed, as always
No they're not because you can't accept anything true.
Sure isn't your dreary form of "English", no, Mushmouth.
> >Writes the mushmouthed liar, who spent weeks last year attempting to smear
> >me and my life last year with sleazy libel.
>
> I did not write a single lie. Everything I wrote about you was followed
> with ", apparently".
Well, at least you stopped the sleazy lies for whatever reason,
Mushmouth.
> >It was /your/ recording that has the gunmouth
> >burbling, not to mention the pathetic whistle lisp, probably caused by your
> >bad teeth, Mushmouth.
>
> And yours are all unintelligible gargling.
A listen to the work linked below and the listeners can decide for
themselves, of course.
Unlike your recording, which you snip and hide, Mushmouth.
> >> badly lit and badly recorded
>
> >That's bullshit, Mushmouth, as anyone who listens to the tracks will
> >discover for themselves.
>
> People HAVE discovered
And those that haven't can now, Mushmouth:
Where were you? - oh, Duckrish.
>
>Sure isn't your dreary form of "English", no, Mushmouth.
Ah, the boring sort of English that has to actually make sense. You
poor sap.
>
>> >Writes the mushmouthed liar, who spent weeks last year attempting to smear
>> >me and my life last year with sleazy libel.
>>
>> I did not write a single lie. Everything I wrote about you was followed
>> with ", apparently".
>
>Well, at least you stopped the sleazy lies for whatever reason,
>Mushmouth.
>
I did not stop because I didn't start. Everything was followed with ",
apparently".
According to your own prolonged and consistent use of this word, it
turns anything you say into mere "speculation".
As I said, that's just your dishonest and clumsy way of using words It's
a revealing measure of your mental and moral deficiency that you object
when your own creepy techniques are used against you.
>
And people HAVE discovered that your videos are dreck - you stupid
narcissistic arsehole. It's only your overwhelming self-regard that's
prevented you from ever seeing this truth.
That's why most people have settled for the shorthand description
"unspeakable shit" when addressing your meaningless self-indulgences.
>
>Comments and critique are welcomed, as always
My pleasure.
They're archived, liar.
>>
>> >Well, at least you stopped the sleazy lies for whatever reason,
>> >Mushmouth.
>>
>> I did not stop because I didn't start.
>
>They're archived, liar.
>
>
Find one without "apparently" attached, you two-faced can't-take-it
lardarsed crybaby.
Explain for me how your sleazy lies were in any way based on something
"apparent", Mushmouth.
When I write "apparently" it's because something really /is/ apparent,
and can point that fact out.
Because the facts were apparent but not overtly stated, Mushmouth.
--
4 new Will Dockery-Henry Conley recordings, "Twilight Girl",
>> >> >> >Well, at least you stopped the sleazy lies for whatever reason,
>> >> >> >Mushmouth.
>>
>> >> >> I did not stop because I didn't start.
>>
>> >> >They're archived, liar.
>>
>> >> Find one without "apparently" attached, you two-faced can't-take-it
>> >> lardarsed crybaby.
>>
>> >Explain for me how your sleazy lies were in any way based on something
>> >"apparent", Mushmouth.
>>
>> >When I write "apparently" it's because something really /is/ apparent,
>> >and can point that fact out.
>>
>> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
>
>Because the facts were apparent but not overtly stated, Mushmouth.
>
Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating you
squirming illiterate. Try squirming in English this time, lardarse.
There was nothing apparent, they were your made-up fantasy lies.
Unlike my statements, which were based on very /apparent/ facts, such
as your resemblance to a vulture, your brown snaggled teeth, which are
apparently the cause of your whistle-lisping, gunkmouthed and dreary
"poetry" "performance", Mushmouth.
Your statements about me were lies as baldfaced as your cronelike
head, Mushmouth.
> >> >Explain for me how your sleazy lies were in any way based on something
> >> >"apparent", Mushmouth.
>
> >> >When I write "apparently" it's because something really /is/ apparent,
> >> >and can point that fact out.
>
> >> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
>
> >Because the facts were apparent but not overtly stated, Mushmouth.
>
> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
I just did, Mushmouth.
Only in Duckrish.
"Only" you snipped it, Mushmouth:
Rob Evans, mushmouth poet, wrote:
>Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >> >> >> >Well, at least you stopped the sleazy lies for whatever reason,
> >> >> >> >Mushmouth.
>
> >> >> >> I did not stop because I didn't start.
>
> >> >> >They're archived, liar.
>
> >> >> Find one without "apparently" attached
There was nothing apparent, they were your made-up fantasy lies.
Unlike my statements, which were based on very /apparent/ facts, such
as your resemblance to a vulture, your brown snaggled teeth, which
are
apparently the cause of your whistle-lisping, gunkmouthed and dreary
"poetry" "performance", Mushmouth.
Your statements about me were lies as baldfaced as your cronelike
head, Mushmouth.
> >> >Explain for me how your sleazy lies were in any way based on something
> >> >"apparent", Mushmouth.
>
> >> >When I write "apparently" it's because something really /is/ apparent,
> >> >and can point that fact out.
>
> >> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
>
> >Because the facts were apparent but not overtly stated, Mushmouth.
>
> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
I just did, Mushmouth.
--
how ironic. Duckery, who snips so much he may as well be nicknamed
"circumcision," whining about someone *else* snipping a post.
Apparently ,? he has circumcised himself so often he's snipped right
through whatever ballZ he useta have, thus explaining his problems
with pitch control, like the castrotto baritone, or not pitching in
to work, or pitching off the stage (which doesn't actually occur
often or soon enough).
Still, if he keeps on snipping himself like that, he will solve
the problem of his "lyrics" by removing his ass, so I can hardly
complain of the practice.
>>
>> >> >Because the facts were apparent but not overtly stated, Mushmouth.
>>
>> >> Explain why you said that apparently meant you were speculating
>>
>> >I just did, Mushmouth.
>>
>> Only
>
in Duckrish.
What's sauce for the goose is petard for the canard, lardarse.
Not whining, just pointing out to Mushmouth that the answer to his
question is in the content he snipped.
Duckshit.
Perhaps you should check to see if your newsreader is broken, Mushmouth,
since you seem to accidentally snip allof my replies, such as this one:
And I suppose you consider your silly sniffing behind every post I make to
be "smart", Mushmouth?
You seem pretty stupid to be still whining for monthsabout my review of your
poetry performance:
"The whistle-lisping gunkmouthed sound Rob Evans produces may not be a
speech defect or the result of rotten teeth and/or a stroke but actually is
just an example of an unexceptional performer of no special quality,
mundane, bored and boring, reading an unexceptional 'poem'. It /is/ a pretty
much proven fact that Rob "Mush-Mouth" Evans
http://www.marvelfamily.com/images/headshots/Dr.Sivana.gif
is a whistle lisping bore."
Now you've apparently begun a months-long whine at my accurate description
of you as a bald, wrinkled prune ass-face, which began in response to the
attacks directed at me about my physical attributes, appearance, even the
tone of my skin... then I saw /your/ photo, and heard your dreary poetry
performance.
Then, there's the hilarious description of you below as one of the "curious
figures" who crawl out of the woodwork (like rats and roaches) after the
stage is kept free of "superstars":
"However, sometimes the evening is kept free of superstar guests to
concentrate solely on contributions from the panoply of curious figures who
come out of the woodwork each month... from the anti-capitalist rants of
Rapunzel Wizard to the laconic, dry waggery of Rob Evans..."
http://www.bbc.co.uk/berkshire/content/images/2004/11/18/rob_evans180...
In the photo above you can be seen hunched over a scrap of paper (no doubt
covered in your slimy spittle, from the evidence of the recording)...
another curious sleazebag who crawled out of thewoodwork after the real
"superstars" have left.
No wonder you seem so bitter.
My review of your "poetry" and "performance" nails you, Mush-Mouth... it
describes exactly what any listener will hear in your burbling
whistle-lisping reading (from a scrap of paper) of a dreary cliched "poem",
which is really just chopped up prose... which many here would say isn't
even poetry. What's that you have jammed in your throat as you burble
through whistles in your famous gunkmouth show?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/berkshire/stage/poets/robevanspoem.ram
So how /do/ you explain the gunkmouthed, slurred, whistle lisping sound of
your voice? Any of the three mentioned above could be likely, one thing's
for sure, you're the pruneassface under a mountain of problems... good luck
with them, Mushmouth.
--
New poetry and music recordings by Will Dockery and Henry Conley:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Canard meet petard.
Clearly wasted on a retard.
English. eh?
Seems you have, Mushmouth.
> And from which we deduce that you sport a scruffy beard
So you claim to see it, Mushmouth, and digital photography is available in
abundance for those who want to see for themselves:
http://tinyurl.com/will-dockery-images
Meanwhile, unless your little vulture head has been transplanted onto
another body, your digital photograph clearly shows your bald wrinkled
brown-toothed ass-face, judging from the condition of your face as seen in
the photograph, Mushmouth.
Rob Evans, the mushmouth poet:
http://tinyurl.com/whistle-lisper
Clearly shows your prunelike assface, Mushmouth.
Meanwhile your fixation with my appearance is just more of your whining
obsession with "Will Dockery", starting coincidentally at the time I nailed
your whistle-lisping, gunkmouthed performance of your boring
chopped-up-prose for what it was in my review of it.
In fact, this all began with my review of your vocal, in which you sound
like you're speaking with a mouth stuffed with slimeballs, spewed through
your rotten teeth (see photo) giving you your trademarked whistle-lisping
gurgle sound which is both my opinion /and/ a fact, as anyone who listens to
your recording can discover.
The fact is that I wrote a review that nailed your whistle-lisping
gunkmouthed performance of your dreary non-poetry:
"...The whistle-lisping gunkmouthed sound Rob Evans, the mushmouth poet,
produces may not be a speech defect or the result of rotten teeth and/or a
stroke but actually is just an example of an unexceptional performer of no
special quality, mundane, bored and boring, reading an unexceptional 'poem'.
...and you just can't get over it, Mushmouth.
In fact, it turns out that everything you try to attack me about you do
often yourself, Mushmouth: snipping, misogyny, burbling, whistle-lisping
"poetry performances" that can be considered undecipherable to some
people... proven facts by your own "logic".
Try to get over it and stop whining and lying... never mind, that's
apparently impossible for you.
--
4 new Will Dockery recordings, "Twilight Girl", "Shadowville Speedway",
"Truck Stop Woman" and "Sidewalk Spinner":
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
When do you plan to start stopping?
--
4 new Will Dockery recordings, "Twilight Girl", "Shadowville Speedway",
"Truck Stop Woman" and "Sidewalk Spinner" online at:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Shut up, or we'll turn you into Christmas goose.
(i'm sure scrooge won't mind)
By Jove, that's the closest you've come to a critique in years!
--
Studio tracks "Twilight Girl" and "Truck Stop Woman" by Will Dockery:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
aka lardarse.
> "Will Dockery" <will-dock...@knology.net> wrote in message
> news:dc0c3$48fc0be2$4b4c71e9$17...@KNOLOGY.NET...
>
>>"Orson Wells as CitizenCain" wrote:
>>
>>>stop whining and lying...
>>
>>When do you pla[SMACK]
>
>
>
> Shut up, or we'll turn you into Christmas goose.
>
> (i'm sure scrooge won't mind)
>
"Mind"? I'll throw in a couple oranges.
Any rhymes for them?
You should seek help, you seem to be sick.
--
4 new Will Dockery recordings, "Twilight Girl", "Shadowville
You should seek a book, you seem to be stupid.
Looks more like we should seek the police if you ever show up near either of
us, from the bizarre and violent fantasies you keep posting here in public,
Alex.
Never mind, they'll remain fantasies since you'd obviously never have the
"courage" (no matter how insane you've apparently become) to act them out.
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4 new Will Dockery recordings, "Twilight Girl", "Shadowville Speedway",
"Truck Stop Woman" and "Sidewalk Spinner":
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Do you have a rhyme for that?
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Hat.
I like a challenge.
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Yeah, it's been pretty well established that if nothing else, and
above all
else, mine is an original voice in the wilderness.
Thanks for taking the time to read and comment.
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"Shadowville Speedway" and other songs:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
> Yeah, it's been pretty well established
> that if nothing else, and above all else,
> mine is an original voice in the wilderness.
Not true; ducks have been quacking for aeons.
--
Cm~
"Like it or not, my paragraph is
an original thought"
- Will Dockery claiming
to know the meaning of
the word "original"
While parasites such as you come much cheaper.
Here's one for you whine about, not finished yet but better than
anything you'll ever begin to attempt, based on a melody I heard in a
dream:
From: Will Dockery
Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2008 05:33:12 -0500
Subject: Light Bridget
Light Bridget
Fare thee well,
I'm bound for Lickskillet Town for a while.
I want to watch her eyes smile
for a minute or two.
Let me see her smile,
let me watch her smile
til I step into the rain.
Until only mem'ries remain.
Bridget, Bridget, she holds the light,
the cord almost touches the ground.
Light Bridget by the golden canister
time for us to let the silence down.
That's not me,
I can't be seen on YouTube anymore.
Some other Touchdown Jesus
is breaking her heart.
On a Motzart night
I'm out in the streets
I'm running the streets.
Only this longing remains.
Bridget, Bridget, I saw her reflection
but it might have been just another ghost.
Light Bridget, outside Waffle King window,
wondering which of us she misses the most.
Bon Voyage,
I must be hitting the road for a while.
In Russel County, saw chestnut fox run
she seems to know our car.
Her circle of light, her magnifying glass,
I stood behind the glass.
The other side of the coin.
Bridget, Bridget, she gives good lyrics
with books and images we ease the pain.
Light Bridget waves her red feather duster
torches up the night until no dark remains.
Goodbye for now,
I'll be around Lickskillet Town for a while.
Heavy fog on the lake
as the speedboats run.
Back to the pine walls,
and people standing in the sand,
waiting in the sand.
Underneath the mirr'd sky.
Bridget, Bridget, the big rocket was rolled out
I watched as it went up into the sky
it had a white plume tail.
-Will Dockery
--
"Shadowville Speedway Blues" studio recording by Will Dockery:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
While parasites such as you come much cheaper.
Here's one for you whine about, not finished yet but better than
anything you'll ever begin to attempt, based on a melody I heard in a
dream:
From: Will Dockery
Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2008 05:33:12 -0500
Subject: Light Bridget
= snip =
You are hopeless.
Then perhaps you should find someone else to hopelessly obsess over?
-Will Dockery ©2008
Thanks for the endorsement, Barbie, and though I've never made such a
claim about myself, I won't argue with you.
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"Shadowville Speedway", studio recording by Will Dockery:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
Then perhaps
"Perhaps" you should stop writing such shitty 'poetry.'
Thanks for the blatant post-editing and narcisstic stupidity, Will.
Sorry pal, that's not an option.
You could consider finding a new obsession, though.
>"Orson Wells as CitizenCain" wrote:
>>"Will Dockery" wrote:
>>
>> > Here's one for you whine about, not finished yet but better than
>> > anything you'll ever begin to attempt, based on a melody I heard in a
>> > dream:
>>
>> > From: Will Dockery
>> > Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2008 05:33:12 -0500
>> > Subject: Light Bridget
>>
>> > You are hopeless.
>>
>> Then perhaps
>>
>> "Perhaps" you should stop quacking.
>
>Sorry pal, that's not an option.
We're all too aware of that, Daffy Duckery.
>You could consider finding a new obsession, though.
Translation:
"YOU'RRRRRRRRRRRRRE DE-THPICABLE!!!!!!"
That's good.
"We know."
After all, it's not like you have ambition to do anything, you know,
worthwhile.
>
> You could consider
pitying you? Been there, done that. Not worth the effort.
Okay...
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"Shadowville Speedway" a new Will Dockery recording:
http://www.myspace.com/willdockery
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>
> http://www.gillsmith999.plus.com/Military_Suite/
>
> >>>>>>>>>>>----------------------<<<<<<<<<<<
>
>
There once was a Dockery from Columbus
Who lived in a room shaped like a rhombus
But then one day
He went away
And now quacks and mumbles.
http://www.archive.org/details/KeyChangeTimeChangeBlues
"...The vocalist is Will Dockery (of course), Glen Giles - guitar
(unmistakable), Jordan Beck - Bass (he's talking at the end), John
Philips - Drums (just an educated guess). It was recorded at The Vault
(ascertained by Jordan's reference to the Blues Jam Open Mic at the
end of the clip). Hope that helps ... it's still kind of a mystery..."
msifg wrote:
> "Orsen Wells w/Citizen Cain" wrote:
>>Will Dockery wrote:
>
> >>> Like A Bluebird
> >>>
> >>> Hearing a beat,
> >>> raggae across the street.
> >>> Little whistle from a tree,
> >>> that girl is calling me.
> >>> Looking for a Witch,
> >>> down at the Station Hotel.
> >>> stare at the big bell tower,
> >>> and a little man ringing the bell.
> >>>
> >>> She flies like a bluebird,
> >>> Gene-0's on the plane.
> >>> Blue on blue on a skyline
> >>> walkabout dream in the rain.
> >>>
> >>> Something about her,
> >>> she read the clover runes.
> >>> She came from a metal place,
> >>> a land of sand dunes.
> >>> I needed her help,
> >>> to unlock the key.
> >>> Something was strangling
> >>> inside of me.
> >>>
> >>> She flies like a bluebird,
> >>> Gene-0's on the plane.
> >>> Blue on blue on a skylark,
> >>> walkabout dream in the rain.
> >>>
> >>> Putty in her hand,
> >>> for ceramics.
> >>> She made clay pots
> >>> and saxophone reeds.
> >>>
> >>> Hearing a beat,
> >>> raggae across the street.
> >>> Little whistle from a tree,
> >>> that girl is calling me.
> >>> Looking for a Witch,
> >>> down at the Station Hotel.
> >>> I stare at the big bell tower,
> >>> and the little man that rings the bell.
> >>>
> >>> She flies like a bluebird,
> >>> Gene-0's on the plane.
> >>> Blue on blue on a skyline,
> >>> walkabout dream in the rain.
> >>>
> >>> Something about her,
> >>> I can't forget her face.
> >>> She's kind of tragic,
> >>> God bless her race.
> >>> Stirred a pot,
> >>> in a hotel room.
> >>> Making vague predictions,
> >>> about a glorious doom.
> >>>
> >>> She flies like a bluebird,
> >>> Gene-0's on the plane.
> >>> Blue on blue on a skylark,
> >>> walkabout dream in the rain
> >>>
> >>> She flies like a bluebird,
> >>> Gene-0's on the plane.
> >>> Blue on blue on a skyline
> >>> walkabout dream in the rain
> >>>
> >>> Words: Will Dockery
> >>> Guitar: Henry Conley
> >>> Flute: Gene Woolfolk Jr.
> >>> Harmonica: Harry Haden
> >>
> >> is the music finished?
I do have a live version of this, recorded Sunday night, that I'm
considering putting up as part of the Sports Rock Cafe promotional
page, or at some location. Thinking maybe of making a test of the
"make video" feature on this newfangled laptop with stills taken that
night, and other images:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=92875&id=620409362&l=8c14c
> >> it looks like it's going to fit well
> >> in a song.
> >>
> >> i like the chorus; it has a swinging
> >> feel to it.
It seems to, quite well... the version I have is acoustic guitar,
flute and a hand percussion from long-time Shadowville All-Stars
drummer John Phillips.
> >> (sorry i had to snip off a couple newsgroups
> >> in the reply. friggin outlook.)
> >
> > Don't worry. You can always make it up to Dockery on his cock.
>
> i'm not gay, orson.
>
> also, i'll leave those kind of thoughts to you.
>
> besides, you brought it up.
>
> i'd say the ball is i your court on this one.
He should jump for it.
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"Will Dockery" <will.d...@gmail.com> wrote in message
news:66faef7c-d9f3-4f26...@m36g2000vbp.googlegroups.com...
That's right.
>> She's kind of trgic,
>> God bless her race.
>> Stirred a pot,
>> in a hotel room.
>> Making vague predictions,
>> about a glorious doom.
>>
>> She flies like a bluebird,
>> Gene-0's on the plane.
>> Blue on blue on a skylark,
>> walkabout dream in the rain
>>
>> She flies like a bluebird,
>> Gene-0's on the plane.
>> Blue on blue on a skyline
>> walkabout dream in the rain
>>
>> Words: Will Dockery
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That's better.
Rob
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"Rob Evans" <po...@sky.com> wrote in message
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Z are you mentally retarded or are you just trying to troll? Because in
either case, you come out looking like a dumbass fuckhead.
now fuck you...or here let me make it more simple for you......FUCK
YOU...get the full picture now....probably not...
stoopid dumb-ass cock bite...puss...your mom must really hate you...and
that's a damn shame because she should have done like most animals that have
a bad one in the litter...eat it...obviously you must taste as bad as you
write...shitty.
=z=
"We know."
If you want to keep that pretty bellsouth.net account you might want to tone
down the death threats a bit and take some anger management courses. At
least Dockery is more mellow. Granted, he's an unwashed dipshit pothead, but
at least he's mellow.
=z= wrote:
>
>Shoot for the skies. Shoot for the skies.
"Like a bluebird", yes... good show tonight, the first of the Trippin'
With Friends series at the Oasis downtown:
Rick Edwards Tripp Wrigley and friend are playing tonight at the Oasis
on Broadway in Downtown Columbus, GA @ 9:00 p.m. Please come out and
support this event'
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"In The Hustlin' Bustlin' Moonlight" by Will Dockery:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=95087&id=620409362&l=d3a038abd7
at least you're starting to tell the truth rather than lie your ass off or
try to manipulate facts or steal other peoples' works
Where did you see a death threat in what =z= wrote? Just curious.
Where did you see a death threat in what =z= wrote? Just curious.
He's made several of them in the past two months, you dumbass. You've just
been too busy romancing him to notice. Besides, none of them were made or
about you, so you wouldn't have paid attention to them anyway.
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"In The Hustlin' Busting Cockfight" by Will Dockery:
http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=95087&id=620409362&l=d3a038abd7
I missed this earlier, but I see you're still having fantasies of
"rough trade with Dockery", Dink... heh.
> > pothead, but at least he's mellow.
"Quite right, slick!"
> > i never made a "death threat" too you man...i just said i want you to
> > taste my shoe...ass...
>
> and as far as my bellsouth acct...oop's....still here dick...
> <>=z=()!
What a surprise...
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"Shadowville Speedway" and other song-poems:
>> i never made a "death threat" too you man
How quickly you forget.
At the most it was a "death fantasy" exactly like the dozens you've
posted here over the years, Orson.
You know, like the one where you daydreamed about shoving a gun in
Pasko's mouth and pulling the trigger, for example?
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"Rosell" by Will Dockery & Henry Conley (rought draft/demo):
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