The other night I tripped a nice continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line.
Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic,
Slam, but neck, right? Right!
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
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*******INTERMISSION*******
an statement by Dee Presser
Note the repititious usage of the initials L.B. (Lester Banks is a writer, and started Spin Magazine)]. Lenny Bruce was an outspoken comedian that was 'Black Listed' for many years due to his opinions and the unsuccessful attempts to censor his act.
Bernstein was of coarse a brilliant composer and Leonid Brezhniv was President of the U.S.S.R.
Significance? Each of these individuals declared in their own way that it was the end of the world. Banks felt Led Zeppelin was the pinnacle of rock and roll and everything thereafter would be copycat rehash. Interesting.
Brezhniv was convinced that all governments should all switch to a socialistic state like the Soviet Union had introduced and implimented. He believed that it was only a matter of time before capitalism would collapse and the Soviets could step in and "save the day" through their idiotical ooops I mean ideological concepts. Interesting as well.
Lenny Bruce felt like he already lived in an oppressed society, where Big Brother was controlling everything. The words you hear, the songs you sing... the pictures that give pleasure to your eye. Very interesting.
_______SIDEBAR: There will never be another comedian like Bruce or Andy Kaulfman for that matter. Why? Because there are precautions now in place to intercept and detour "loose cannons" that deviate from the standard or established set of rules surrounding governmental criticism, class inequality and general lack of respect for ones bureaucratic superiors. Kaulfman made complete asses of some very, VERY important individuals, and they and their successors aren't about to let someone like that climb the ladder again. Sad really, if you think about it. Of coarse there are exceptions to the rule. Richard Pryor and Dave Chappell comes to mind among others.
Leonard Bernstein felt he was last in an elite line, having filled the shoes of Mozart, Beethoven and Bach. Thus all great pieces have now been written. OH THATS JUST HORSESHIT! I mean... interesting.
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That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane-
Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn-
World serves it's own needs, don't misserve your own needs.
Feed it up a knock.
Speed, grunt no, strength no.
Ladder structure clatter with fear of height, down hight.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games in a government for hire and a combat site. Left her, wasn't coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trump, tethered, crop. Look at that low plane!
Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common group, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves it's own needs Listen to your heart bleed.
Tell me with the rapture and the revered and the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched?
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine
It's time I had some time alone)
I feel fine
[FUCKING BRILLIANT] And it's not even their masterpiece in this writer's opinion.
Again and Again and again and AGAIN and aGAIN and again and AgAiN and aGaIn....having fun, killer is me