Keep Music Evil!

Can't we just celebrate this wonderful and groundbreaking art together?

Thanks, man. You're a good friend.

We can be Heroes, Just For Today.

YES!


and we will just as soon as it happens!

Come on, man. What kind of a person are you?

Fucking scarecrow. Fucking paper tiger who never did shit. I am a rock and roll God motherfucker.

I make the most art, the best art, the historic art. Fuck you.

How dare you talk shit, how dare you put those words next to my art like it has anything to do with what this is. Who do you think you are fooling? JohnnyLove? As genius my art is, it is an added attraction at how shocking cruel you can be. I don't get off on that, man. No, I don't. I make this art and hold it up here on Anton's site like a circus balloon, for children, and the elderly and everyone. All the hipsters, mods, freaks, hippies, goths, gays, straights, fat bottomed girls.

Would you say the shit you are saying to anyone? This is life if you're playing along or not, motherfucker. I am determined to make the art and rock and roll that puts you in your place. The fact that you are in denial that I have yet to do that is really funny.

Not gonna win this one, you cash cow motherfucker. You and your urban lifestyle doesn't have shit to say about my art. I work so hard, man. I'm sure you try so hard too, but you need to mind your own business.

I'm like The Beatles. You're like your words.

Read this thread. Take a few hours and read page 1 until now. What have you seen here?

My God, what have you seen?

Wintersox

Fuck off retard.

What I've seen here is a wannabe. You are not an artist. You are a lonely self-absorbed wanker with no life. Your Mother should throw your fat ass out into the real world and make you fend for yourself. Stop with the fucking bullshit. Anyone who thinks what you do is Art, is just as warped (in a bad way) as you. "I'm the great Artist Wintersox". What a fucking blatant lie!

How can you ignore what is described in some of the pictures? How can you ignore all the recordings and paintings? How is that possible that you disregard all of it to say what you are?

Why can't you just say you like a certain song or like a certain painting, be encouraging? Why go to all the trouble to comment about it and get involved to say the complete opposite thing about what it really Is?

I do my best, and my best is more than you will ever do. No offense to all the great artists here. I believe that I've done more than anyone in the world except for Anton or Bob Dylan. You know I could go on with a list of people forever who I also admire, but I don't feel that they have done what I have. Kurt Cobain, Neil Young, and Freddie Mercury are worth thanking of course. Who could forget them? Springsteen, Hendrix, and Paul Simon also hold a top place in my book.

We read about a lot of shit in the world, but all this art and rock and roll energy has its place, it's an untapped resource for the most part, aside from the real thing, KISS Army, and all The Guitar Heroes. If you show up at certain hot spots, like in front of CBGB's, you get to shine. People like Rock And Roll, no matter how high the hair, because the alternative is war, death, disease, and all the realities some very mean people are trying to sell everyone on, I prefer eternal bliss of art and rock and roll to be my eternity. It's when Dylan sings, "Gonna sleep over there, that's where the music's coming from."

He is perhaps onto the same idea that it has to do with energy. A lot of the best performers of course do Yoga, Dance, Ballet, Sufi Dancing, and everything else to create movement. Elvis and Mick Jagger seem to have a lot to thank for their movements and the resulting attention and energy it generated. Those hips and those lips.

I study Gung Fu. I don't fight anybody, but I try to be formless when I create art, the songs require a shamanic transformation of sorts, to get from one place to another, to get the souls on the boat and across the ancient sea, come with me, I'll set you free.

We got to be strong. And I'm sorry folks, this art is so happy, but you know what, the world is sad if you buy into the reality it is real. I get the feeling more sinister things than most of us talk about are head. Not to freak out just yet, cause this is like the strongest place to be in my opinion, believe it or not. Because it's gonna come down to soul, and nobody has more soul than this place.

I get the feeling someone is gonna try and bring about the final Judgement at some point, and it will be as real as it ever was. Well, I'm sure the people around me will be reacting and something will happen and I'll have some moment of weakness cause fuck, I'm just a rock and roll singer. Well I try my best to be indifferent about heaven and hell, God and The Devil, cause I see it as some people trying to control who I am and my art and rock and roll wants and needs to be free. It's no question I have to be Free as a Freebird Forever. And no, that is not my true mantra.

I choose Jesus when I'm looking at a Da Vinci and see him really. I choose the Devil when I hear The Stones. What does that make me? In whose eyes, Peter Gabriel's?

I think most educated people have certainly gotten on with their lives. The Axl Rose Jungle is a survival of the fittest game theory scenario. It is actually better to be simple and not conform to anyone. Study majik and perfect your will along with yoga, meditation, and alchemy. You can find a balance with nature that hardly anyone around you will have.

The Native Americans have it right, we belong to The Earth. I am bright skinned, and skin color is a reflection of where your ancestors were from relative to the equator, so it's never really been a thing to matter, ya ya ya.

So many people forget about nature and the planet. How are they around and what kind of trick are they trying to pull? The poor butterflys. The poor zoo animals. Some have it nice, most don't. Besides the obvious pet owners, pet store workers, vets, and people who work with animals, the vast majority of people don't seem to be connected to nature and the animals world the way they should be. Too much media, movies, distractions, bells, rings, and whistles, honk honk.

I believe in everything, but I know when I'm being fucked with, and even though I make the best art and rock and roll for the people, I've been given a tremendous blessing by my family, friends, and community, I am still upset about so many people's situation. What decent person isn't offended?

It goes to the spiritual and mystic shit, science and majik are in many ways the same. A Trick Has Three Parts, There Are Several Tricks.

People who know how to control light, vibration, breath, reality obviously have an advantage to survive. They are gonna be able to conjure the spaceships to fly them away and make us feel shit out of luck. I hope it doesn't come to that, but they will hide in a mountain with rations or blast off in a UFO before they save the common man from the stuff we need to take responsibility for. The Earth is each of us, you see, no difference. So when we say the environment is going to shit, that is really our own mind. Sad to say, that is my opinion of the climate situation. It is mental and the Buddhists would agree.

When we dream about Bob Marley's great music we find there are more sunny days. We find we are born in places with better weather with fields of pot and sunshine all day. Reggae.

When we dream it's cold it's cold. When we dream it's moderate it's moderate. Where do you want to go? Some place nice and comfortable I hope.

Wintersox

The Poor Boy Blues

A fan of Rascal Flatts
Found a dollar at the laundromat
Written on it was The Poor Boy Blues
The owl was winking at him
The Who was singing for him
He spent the dollar on some soap
To really see how white
His underpants could be
As Elvis Presley sang
The Poor Boy Blues

My Lou Is Your Reed: Today's Schedule (Pronounced Shedule)

Weed (King)
Benchpress
Jaggersize
Wash Upon A Star
Breakfast
Sex
Coast To Coast (Paranormal)
Meditation
New Music
Prayer
Presence
Dali, Picasso, etc
Creation
Write, Paint, Sing
Lunch
Majik Study
Dylan
Newcombe
Tea
Gung Fu
Fashion
Snap Pictures
Dance/Strut
Rest
Realize Eternal Oneness
Light A Candle
Dinner
Performance
Memories
Thank My Lucky Stars
Say A Prayer To George Carlin
Goodnight

Do you remember when we were surfing musical instruments?

First they fuck with you, then they fight you, then you're Gandhi.

God Is Young Americans

Don't let it distract you from the art Sox