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thank god for electric six

the journal of Michael Werneburg

twenty-seven years and one million words

Toronto, 2011.07.28

My brother and his wife were passing through town on their way to Peru today. I was too sick to meet them, sadly.

One of those weird stomach bugs that seems to come and go in 36 hours but leaves you bedridden throughout the interim.

One of the wonders of aging seems to be that having a fever can now lead to a migraine. Wonnnnderful new twist!

By the evening I was feeling somewhat able to return to my feet and yes, I caught up with some work I'd missed. Malt Liq^H^H^H^H Electic Six, eases the pain.

rand()m quote

For a long time I was very bitter that the people who controlled the means of anybody ever hearing my songs were never gonna play them. They only favored music that I specifically and particularly hated, and I wanted them dead. Suddenly, there was another avenue. I started hearing my stuff coming out of bars and then it started to happen little by little -- a movie song here or a TV ad there.

—Iggy Pop