A Kiss from a Friend
While i am here to spread the word of the coming (and soon to bloom) Flowerian Kingdom, i am first, and foremost, an appreciator life's fine, inexpensive luxuries.
On the Saturday recently passed, the two non-homeless members of Moon Snake Doom attended the erection inducing circus that was Bluebottle Kiss at the Camembert Hotel, New-Castle. To ensure anonymity for this night, I shed my MSD monkier of Sassy Lunar Snake, and my faithful partner, Crater Serpent, slid his guise onto his mighty coat rack. Unburdened by the balancing act that results from standing on the proverbial precipice that is the proverbial cutting edge, I, Crats and my extraterrestrial lady were able to stand and absorb what was being emitted by Jamie and the rest.
I wonder, however, how the gig would have been affected had BBK known Sassy Lunar Snake and Crater Serpent were watching? How would they have reacted? I have run it through my mind over and over, and i am sure it would have been far more ethereal. Imagine. Imagine.
Wriggling back into my MSD skin, and in turn, back onto the precipice provided by the cutting edge, I stand and propose a collaboration between MSD and BBK. Jamie, i know you're listening, and that you're busy with your new LP, but stop and think, just for an eye blink. You can tap our galactic venom, and we can sip from your ever-present glass of red. I need you like my friends need to photosynthesise. Aside from wanting to hang by one hand from the cutting edge, you're the desire Crater Serpent most frequently expresses.
Until your reply.........


