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male - 42 years, Halifax, N.S., Canada


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Blog 43

A place where I relive the "glory days" of my music career, walk the often dark and narrow alleyways of the soul, and pontificate about whatever happens to be on my mind.

Comments always welcome, and encouraged.


  • This Love

    Paul McCartney was right - there's nothing wrong with silly love songs.

    "This Love"

    I crossed the ocean
    and touched the sky
    the clouds dropped tears
    upon my eyes,
    but I go on
    even though I'm scared,
    it hurts to see such pain
    but you will not drive me away,
    this love, pulls me close to you
    to stay.

    I believe in you
    and I believe in us
    a constant dream
    within the storm,
    I stand in this place
    and will not move
    I'll never give up on you,
    it hurts to see such pain
    but you will not drive me away,
    this love, pulls me close to you
    to stay.

    The road less travelled
    is the one to take,
    hold onto my hand
    it's still not too late,
    believe in us, believe in me
    like I believe in you.

    PK

  • Rule #1 for Poker

    Played in my regular bi-weekly game last night, and got hammered. I didn't see a lot of good cards, but the real reason I walked away with nothing was that my head wasn't in the game. I was thinking of other things, and wasn't focusing on the play. It's a $50 mistake I won't make again! :)

    PK

  • PK in the UK, Vol. VI

    Another shot of me on the London tube, this time with my old pal Will Fraser.

    http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/7373/pkwflo...

    PK

  • PK in the UK, Vol. V

    Another shot from Blackpool.

    http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/8138/pkblac...

    It was a windy seaside day... my kind of weather! :)

    PK

  • PK in the UK, Vol. IV

    I love the United Kingdom, especially the history. That's why, when I was in Manchester, I wanted to spend our one free day in Chester, a very historic old town that I visited briefly 18 years ago. Alas, my cameraman, Findlay Muir, desperately wanted to go to Blackpool, and, as I'm a good employer, I acquiesced (despite the advice of our host in Manchester). Thank God I did - Blackpool was great, especially as I was really suffering from hay fever - getting to the ocean was a tonic.

    Lots of history in Blackpool, too, of a different kind and era than you'll find in Chester, but fascinating nonetheless.

    And other things that caught my eye... :)

    http://img237.imageshack.us/img237/517/lingeri...

    PK

  • PK in the UK, Vol. III

    Interviewing British civil servant / ufologist / author Nick Pope outside Parliament, London, June 2006.

    http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2685/863/16...

    A suitably grey English day! :)

    PK

  • PK in the UK, Vol. II

    Waiting in Manchester's Picadilly Station for the train to Blackpool, June, 2006.

    http://img472.imageshack.us/img472/839/pkmanch...

  • PK in the UK, Vol. I

    A photo of me on the Picadilly Line, London, United Kingdom, June, 2006. I was there filming for a documentary, and speaking at a UFO conference (in Manchester)

    http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/8471/pkinuk...

    PK

  • Being Byron

    Surfing around Facebox can be annoying, especially when I pop by a woman's site and see some of the comments left by guys, many of them young. It reminds me of my days as a social butterfly (i.e. when I spent a fair amount of time in bars), watching guys try to pick up women. I was never sure whether to laugh or to cry (almost always went for laughing, unless I had had one too many scotch and waters, which sometimes tipped me into melancholy). The Internet, whether at Facebox or elsewhere, has come to resemble those nights at times.

    I suppose it depends on what you're looking for, but frankly these guys - and you know who I mean - give the rest of us a bad name. It's embarrassing to read some of the stuff they write, just as it was embarrassing to watch them go to work at 1:30 in the morning, trolling the bar for the proverbial Ms. Right Now.

    Ick.

    Some of my single female friends despair of ever finding a nice guy, who knows how to treat a lady (a word that you just don't hear used very much anymore, alas). I assure them that those guys are out there, although many of them are taken.

    I summed it up, at least as far as I'm concerned, in a screenplay I wrote a couple of years ago called "Darkest Hour". In it, a twenty-something waitress (who is actually a vampire, looking for her soul mate who will release her from her torment and allow her to become mortal again) meets a guy (who turns out to be that soul mate), and they connect instantly. The guy quotes Byron and Shelley to her, which I've always thought was a good sign of someone who was worth the effort of getting to know. At one point, she looks at him and says, "My mother always told me to marry the man who could quote Byron."

    Good advice.

    So here's a little Byron to get guys started:

    "She walks in beauty, like the night
    Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
    And all that's best of dark and bright
    Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
    Thus mellow'd to that tender light
    Which heaven to gaudy day denies."

    A final note - it always helps if you're sincere when you quote this. A woman can usually tell when you're not. :)

    In other words, don't just use Byron for your own purposes - BE Byron, for her.

    PK

  • Do You Think

    I wrote this one when I was 13... and we included it on our "wonderful broken silence" e.p. 15 years later. It's the only song I ever sang while with Tall Poppies or Julia's Rain.

    Do You Think

    You look around the earth
    and for what it's worth
    do you think
    do you care
    or do you just sit back and stare
    at problmes you could fix
    but let other people wear
    do you think
    do you care.

    Read the papers
    watch TV
    all the horros that you will see
    do you care
    do you think
    do you dare to leave the solutions dry
    I can only look at you
    and ask you why
    you don't think
    you don't care
    you never even cry.

    In the end
    all that counts
    for me and you
    are the things in this life
    that we say and we do
    do you care
    do you think
    how do you sleep at nights
    do you leave on all of the lights
    or do you think that somehow it'll be alright
    it's not alright.

    PK

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