I have the faintest clue as to what I'll be playing, but I have a feeling its gonna look something like this:
My Guitar
My Songs
Maybe a cover song
for 30 minutes starting at 8:40pm
grace and poise,
Avery Dena
P.S
I think Tom Jones is my father.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
The Gays are Straight with me
Long time, no type. It has been some odd months since I last posted, and I pop in to add this to the pot.
When "women," if i dare call them that, show interest, they are much more passive than I would like. Giving me the googly eye does nothing for me. Being afraid of talking to me does much for the screening process from would-be suitor, to would-be interested if you just had some balls. Bringing me to my next observation.
The gays are straight with me. Period point blank. They don't fondle me or make comments about my love below...with their hands, just their eyes. Perhaps its their gender, or the technicolor flag that inspires them to let their intentions be known with pride and not the least bit of "feminine repose"?
All it takes is for you to follow up on "the look" with light conversation, and then proceed with interest and caution, for I can be quite the handful. I recommend listening to the song "Wishing and Hoping," a true call to those who think that life and its splendors will come to you, simply and sweetly because you are wearing the right dress or swinging the hip like Derek Jeter at home plate.
In other news....Silverlake Lounge was an experience both intimate and social. Sunday was brief yet humble enough for me to come back.
The songs performed were:
Speak Easy
Ink
Oil of Ole!
Avery Dena
When "women," if i dare call them that, show interest, they are much more passive than I would like. Giving me the googly eye does nothing for me. Being afraid of talking to me does much for the screening process from would-be suitor, to would-be interested if you just had some balls. Bringing me to my next observation.
The gays are straight with me. Period point blank. They don't fondle me or make comments about my love below...with their hands, just their eyes. Perhaps its their gender, or the technicolor flag that inspires them to let their intentions be known with pride and not the least bit of "feminine repose"?
All it takes is for you to follow up on "the look" with light conversation, and then proceed with interest and caution, for I can be quite the handful. I recommend listening to the song "Wishing and Hoping," a true call to those who think that life and its splendors will come to you, simply and sweetly because you are wearing the right dress or swinging the hip like Derek Jeter at home plate.
In other news....Silverlake Lounge was an experience both intimate and social. Sunday was brief yet humble enough for me to come back.
The songs performed were:
Speak Easy
Ink
Oil of Ole!
Avery Dena
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