He's Evil, but it doesn't mean Sitting In My Hotel has gone out of my head, specially after hollyh reminded me of it

When I was in NYC today for the last days of Howard Stern on commercial radio I was thinking of a few kinks songs'
Last of the Steam Powered Trains when Howars talked about himself, his fans and his show being the last of a dieing breed...

Also This is Where I beling because I know I belong on radio, tv, or inthe music business and I have wanted to be on or part of Howards show for years.

Misfits when Artie refered to himslef and Howard's fans as to the misfit toys who if not for Howard wouldn;t be here or have a life.

more to follow....

last time a saw youuuuuuuuuuuuu

So tired, so tired of waiting...

Darlin' Darlin' how do I get close to you when I'm
Trying, trying my heart is reaching out to you
How do I get close to you?
In this world without feeling,
Where words have no meaning,
If I were lying, lying,
I'd have more chance of reaching you but I'm,
Crying, crying, but I can't get my message through,
How do I get close to you?

Dear Lonely Hearts

Mirror of Love.

Dead-End Street.

Now with the NYC transit strike going on...
" Aggravation " and " Pressure " come to mind....
Pressure Pressure I got Pressure, Oh Yeah...
and
remember the opening scene in the video for Agggrivation?

Life grinds on day after day.
In the city streets and motorways.
The tension spreads just like a plague,
Killing reason on the way.
Like wildfire it spreads through the nation
Chocking us with aggravation.

Who needs it? The aggravation the daily goddam hassle.
It's a bummer, who gives a dam?
Bumper to bumper in the traffic jam.
Clench your jaw, getting all up tight
Breathing fumes, stuck in a tin can,
Trapped, trapped.
Hate, frustration, no escape.
Glaring eyes all filled with hate.
Arteries throb, coronaries pound
Aggravation all around.
Like wildfire it spreads through the nation
Choking us with aggravation.
They won the peace, we lost the war.
So what are we still fighting for?
The highway's blocked, is this my end
To follow a Mercedes Benz?
Hey, Mitzibushi and Toyota, who said that the war was over?
Aggravations everywhere, get outta my way get out of my hair.
Another jam, another day, another hair is turning grey,
I wanna scream, I wanna say,
Get outta my hair, get out of my way
Who needs it? Aggravation, aggravation
Had enough of all this aggravation,
Tension choking up blocking my circulation.
I've had enough, I've had enough of all this aggravation.
While traffic jams and tempers break,
The city streets are full of hate,
The lights are red, it's all too late.
How much can a poor man take?

Aggravation in my mind my body and my soul
There's no solution to it all, it's out of control.
Out of control.
Is it my imagination, am I seeing what is true?
If we are living in damnation,
I'd live in hell to be with you, what more can I do?

I gotta violent streak caused by
We're getting uptight, wanna fight, everybody back bite
Now we can't turn back the future's bleak,
I gotta mean appetite,
I gotta get my daily fill of aggravation.
Don't push 'cos I'm really pumped,
I'm ready when you are, punk.

So step aside, unless your dumb,
I'm all wound up with aggravation.

Had enough of all this aggravation
Winding up, stress filled, mad intimidation.
And it touches all the passers-by.
As dog eats dog to stay alive,
Then moves on through the population,
Till there's mass contamination.
With violent streets all filled with fear,
Pollution in the atmosphere,
The ozone's gone and that's no fun
I've had enough of this, old son
Who needs it? Aggravation.
And I don't have any answers
I just got an attitude,
Do what it takes just to survive it,
Another day but I'll get through,
What more can I do?

To all my good friends who are STRANDED in NYC
crosstown traffic....

I'm wishing you "BETTER THINGS!!"

' You feel shite, the air bites...when am i gonna learn'. yep definitely these christmas do hangovers and having to go out ' the morning after.'
Hope you all have good ones !!!!!

Down all the days.

The Ballad Of Julie Finkle

I'm On an Island...

(an island with no subways or buses running, and taxis soaking every rider for $10 a pop no matter where you're going--ain't walking in the winter fun?)

NEW YORK - The city's crippling three-day transit strike ended Thursday when union leaders � facing mounting fines, possible jail terms and the wrath of millions of commuters � voted to send their 33,000 members back to work without a new contract. Union board members said the workers would return to their job sites starting with the next shifts. The vote was overwhelmingly in favor of returning to work and resuming negotiations with the Metropolitan Transportation Authority on a new contract!

I guess the song will be...Dancing in the Street...followed by "All Aboard!"