5.1.18




Hall and Oates  I Can’t Go For That(No Can Do)



again


the words
        (No Can Do) begins Easy, ready, willing, overtime/Where does it stop/Where do you dare me/To draw the line

there wasnt a soul he asked who could sayan he asked every customer who came up to the register You remember Hall an Oates I Cant Go For That they did  What couldnt he go for Why no can do What was it that she wanted that he wouldnt do for her

granted he bullrushed thempeople dont think on their feet as well as they once did if they think at all 

vapid expressions

after awhile he found himself asking not for an answer but rather to elicit the hilarious expressions that ensued  faces he thought would be reserved for the privacy of one in their privy

Daryl Hall enthusiastically denied whatever it was that she asked No no no no no no he counted them  six noes  or mebbe he was worried he wouldnt be able to find his way home afterwards
                                                         after what?

he had an array of brashcoloured thoughts most burgeoning from the sexual realm toys buttplug  I wanna be a cowboy you can be my horse Yipee yipee ye  yipee yipee ye yo yo  Ahthe sacred male anus bow deeply before it  asanawa kinbaku ropes an erotic knots she pouts Wear a leather dogcollar out for the night for me baby  Ill make it worth your while
AhS&M

while chewing on that the song also mentions his soul  Use the body/Now you want my soul

just because its fluff pop doesnt mean underlying it it couldnt be sullen acrimonious it couldnt be dangerous it couldnt deceive  murder an mayhem theyre never too far apart 

or some niggling petty things to prove ones love  He looked at me funnygo punch him in the face  What    Dont you love me


did she still love him after he refused to do what she asked


did he still love her after she asked him to do something he couldnt conscience doing



if he flipped the Switch he could do anything

if he disassociated he could do anything

                                 OBLIVIOUSLY she wouldnt have asked him if she believed it was outside the realm of possibility assuming they knew each other well which he believed the song implied  as easily though he may have entirely been off the mark Daryl may have picked her up in a bar and took her back to her place thinking he was gonna get some failing to appreciate that women think of gettin some too  Ahswinging dicks hungry pussies   
                                                                            but instead she killed her maniacal extransgirlfriend and needed his big strong shoulders an arms an back to help dismember the body in the bathtub an haul the meaty bits down the stairs in Heavy-Duty black plastic trash bags



fluff pop is danceable slathered with sweet riffs under nightclub lazerlighting
who really listens to their words

I Can’t Go for That was published ’81


it wasnt until this very evening that he actually listened to its words an heard them

1804,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  3  1. 18
1154,  Friday,  5  1. 18
Blind Faith  Can’t Find My Way Home  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6jlLBs6YawM
Big Boys Don’t Cry  I Wanna Be a Cowboy  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s05jcrJw0as

redux 19 12. 14



for the 800-numbers Waring blender moment an rollin pros

1531,  reggae Friday,  5  1. 18
1111 days remaining or less
Damian Marley  We’re Gonna Make It  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xsCLfBQhRwI

4.1.18




he sat in the sauna with the Intent to meditate  the Intent was illkept fat an slovenly(mutually exclusive)  for him meditationdespite the offputting Intent was to sit in the hotdark an let whatever would wash across his minddaub fingerpaint watercolour
let it have at it
All yours baby!

while walking over to the gym he may likely have sullied what would be his meditative process

he read a passage from DeLillos White Noise where Wilder the son tells his father Jack What do I know of what I want  What if what I want are just neurons firings randomly coursing between the hemispheres of my cortex  their brightheightened imaginings as they masturbate  that was his  Delillo couldnt have the masturbating



he sat on the cedar bench in the hotdark after stoking the thermostatkicking up the heat

he glared at the door

at the narrow pane of plexiglass set in it

then he snappedshut his eyes 

the pane followed him in

he wore it inside his eyes

it quivered like exhausted death  then changed from an upright rectangle of soft amberlight to a sharp defined harrowingblack

with very little effort he turned it on its side an on its side it shrink to the size of a censors slat that covered the eyes of once-upon-a-time nudes


he meditated
          was the black slat a censors job to mask the nudes identitythe nudes desire to remain anonymous  although he understood the nudes were exhibitionists  he didnt think an exhibitionist would want to be anonymous
or was the black slat legislated required(queered) to uphold the National prudery


he meditated
          how much he dug those black and white pictures  how the black slat seemed to add somethingseason its erotic appeal

it did create an complete anonymity to him

the eyes are the windows to the soul

snatch those eyes awayblack slat them he had no idea who a person was  it must be why celebrities wore sunglasses it wasnt the reason why carpenters wore sunglasses  they say they wore them to protected their eyes from nails sawdust  what they didnt say was that nobody could look inside them and see that when the opportunity presented itself they watched women undetected


he meditated
          he didnt like sunglasses

he didnt wear them



he wondered if hed wear black slats


Saturday afternoon,  30  12. 17
1241,  Sunday,  31  12. 17
Michael Stanley  A Friend and Nothing More  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QX7lhumnsS8