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i heart toxic waste

you know outside of the famous cheese burger with fries and a coke chocolate is a great ROCK N ROLL meal. UNFORTUNATELY middle age rockeroos such as myself feeling fine and dandy with Gods blessing of a caring darlin campanion suggest you need to go to the dr. and get a physical. Alright i go he ask me how i feel i grab myself (on the arm) and say fine. okay he takes some blood sends a report home to me through the mail that says nothing to me so i ignore it but darlin companion sees it and reads somewhere that triglycerides are killing me. What are tryglicorides (how do you spell it?) any way all summer long she asks if i have made an appointment to see the dr on a follow up. i make one a week or 2 ago he says, you are fine let me have some more blood and we will get back to . his nurse calls me up the next day and says you are fine except we need to put you on medicine for high chloresterol. WHAT? well i guess what i am trying to say here is have you written a song about middle age and what comes with it for rockers out there i mean i am healthy 6foot 2inches tall and fitat 210lbs. i have thought about a tittle "HERE I GO FALLING APART" but my 16 year old brain hasn't accepted middle age yet. I keep telling my 15 year old daughter and my 6 year old son i love rockn roll. but it is killing daddy. out of all my 3 critters i think only one of them will be a rocker and it is my 2 year old girl. my 6 year old will probably be a scientist or something. and miss 15 year old is studying the religon of vegetablism she will be an activist against parents i believe or another folk singer. I think she miht crack one of these days and down a whopper when some horrimone wanna be rock n roller steps in her line of traffic and runs her down. It happens to the best of us i have been hit twice (twice bitten)somone has to look out for the rockeroos of the world . IF NOT FOR A CARING WOMAN WOULD WE FALL APART? Rock On

Re: i heart toxic waste

Guy, you are truely a freak.

Same problem with triglycerides here. Mostly genetics is my understanding.

I wanna hear Peter do a song that includes the word "triglycerides".

thank you frankRe: Re: i heart toxic waste

Yeah, they say all serious ness (like loc ness) oh well, (in the well) i should have had a treatment in another case. Anyway Frank my rock n roll brother, it is genetic here also. I think God must have ways of trashin someone like me to slow me down in a middle aged prime then again the Woody Allen thinking and anaylisis(?) oh that was Peter if you think too much you will blow yourself into. That is one reason i gave up on the correct spelling and punctuation of it all. If it has 2 meanings maybe somebody can tell me what the HELL i am rambling about sometime. Ever since that influence of a good guy Dean Torrence entered my rock n roll library (the liner notes off of Jan and Dean greatest hits vol. 2 or the anthaology lp.)i have been delivered but never arrived. maybe this is really cheaper than seekin professional help.it is cheaper than drug addiction and alcholism anther fantastic religon alot of people try to sink into. hey Thank you for the compliment and if Peter wants to know my wife when we first hooked up many a moon ago, bought that great piece of history in my basement the 4 speaker tube driven reverb blastin tremolo ohin ranger gibson amp it kinda reminds me in away how something can be held over your head like a noose every time i plug in and get a trashy sexy skanky sound.?.?. i could never get a noose over my head because of all the cords wrapped around my feet. the end is here for now i must enter into my after life (it is time to go to work) -HEY SMILIN STRANGE YOURE LOOKIN HAPPILY DERANGED- ROCK ON -GOD BLESS



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