Audio “Hookers and Cocaine” A fantastical Sigmund Freud story… Guitar, lead vocals: Craig HordlowDrums & vocals: Aaron XavierBass & vocals: Ryan Hailey Music & lyrics by Craig Hordlow (with assistance by Mike Kopp) Verse 1Hookers and cocaine,Hookers and cocaine,Hookers … Read More
Audio The Al Franken Song Guitar, lead vocals: Craig HordlowDrums & vocals: Aaron XavierBass & vocals: Ryan Hailey Music & lyrics by Craig Hordlow Verse 1Now Al Franken is standing next to you at the urinal, what will you do?You’d like … Read More
Poems A Good Poem A good poemcaptures the essenceof something, or of everything, in the fewest words possible. Truth does not needto sing, campaign, or serenade;it might take a lifetime to figure out,but only a sentence to translate. Craig … Read More
Poems Lightning Bugs You can tell a true lover by the gifts they give. When you only get them on occasions, dutifully,when millions of people probably got the same thing, Love is coerced. The true lover finds you giftsrandomly, accidentally;the … Read More
Poems The Bottom The Bottom I’ve been to the bottom and back. Sometimes I leave because they kick me out,other times I get enough sense to leave on my own,but mostly I can’t remember why or how I left. Usually I … Read More
Audio Tube Sock Toes Guitar, lead vocals: Craig HordlowDrums & vocals: Aaron XavierBass & vocals: Ryan Hailey Music & lyrics by Craig Hordlow Verse 1She wiggles her toes when she cums,She wiggles her toes, her tube-sock toes.She screams my … Read More
Poems Everything. Don’t Carry the One. The lover I still seekis better than me. Infinitely small and large,She has been where I am before,Where they gave her trophies she wouldn’t accept.But you can see them in her eyes. The answer to everything … Read More
Poems Mistress I want you to be my mistress for a lifetime. I don’t want to carry the weight of the world with you,or perpetually and publicly rearrange life’s building blockswith a goal in mind.That would be a waste … Read More
Poems Identity When you’re young,you look for something to worship,you find a uniform,adopt an identity,become a noun. Then you rebel;you resent not having your own identity,you are suicidally disgusted with yourselffor exuberantly accepting a generic … Read More
Poems The Truth About Miracles You’re often in love with strangers,And still too young to recognizeThat none of your fantasiesHave ever become real. The strongest emotions you feelAre for those with whom you’ve interacted the least,The places you’ve never gone, … Read More
Poems More Only the obedient know what they want. They’ve seen enough of the worldTo know the size of their appetites,And the flavors they most enjoy. They dedicate themselves to these limitationsAs though they have more honor than those… Read More
