Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
I tried to join a ping-pong club / Sign on the door said “all full up” / I got nicked, fighting in the road / The judge didn’t even know / What’s my name, name, name
Dad go pissed so I got clocked / Couldn’t hear the Tannoy so he lost the lot / Offers mum a bribe through the letter box / Drives you fucking mad / Now, I’m round the back of your house at night / Peeping in the window, are you sleeping tight? / I laugh at your locks with my celluloid strip / An’ you won’t know who came / What’s my name, name, name
“What’s my name?” is actually a good question. I’m sitting here on a Friday typing my thoughts, thinking about the impermanence of life on earth, summertime, and this fucking new surge of covid.
And just as life here was opening up—the baseball field, skate parks and beaches—racial anger seems to have set us back 5 steps.
It’s hard not to get pissed. Who I am I again?
Stay safe, connected, and compassionate.
The Idelic Single of the Week: IDLES – MR.MOTIVATOR
Is that really me?
