Zombies

Zombies are real, but they don't bite. Their classless and unfriendly, and no matter how many encounters you have with them, they never laugh or smile.        

Hell's kitchen serves a buffet of unwarranted hate, spawning day after day. Stone cold faces in too many places. 

It's great to be alone, away from their unwelcoming presence. Time to start another book.                                                          

Mark Izzy Schurr.                                                  

Yellow roses, Schurr Shot in the front yard with my Samsung phone camera. attachment. 

Bee Positive II

No AKs and sunny days, flowers and fresh garden food. Natures bliss amidst the beauty of the beaches. Imagination is my reality. Behind the camera or behind a book is the caress of dreams, or so it seems. 

Words and pictures, Schurr Shot, using my Sony cyber shot 50x zoom camera including the below picture of myself using the cameras timer, and yes, I did read 1927s "Propaganda."  

Mark Izzy Schurr  

  

 

One Life, One Bullet, Lets Rock 'n' Roll, Another Modern Moron Book Review

We fill the Earth with soulless cities and pollute ourselves with mindless music, and the erosion of our personalities feeds into the abyss of modern materialism. (Grady Hendrix / myself) 

Suicide, sex, mass murder, drugs and alcohol are just some of the baleful elements ejaculating from the fame starved heart of Terry Hunt, the former singer of the heavy metal band, Durt Wurk. 

"We Sold Our Souls," written by Grady Hendrix in 2018 was a book bequeathed to me from my sister Linda, and it didn't disappoint. Hendrix has a catchy writing style with solid story telling. It was like watching a movie as I read. 

In my dark place where blood churns, pain burns, iron rain falling on the bodies of the slain trapped inside a coffin of my pain. (Grady Hendrix, 2018)  

The band Durt Wurk got its name from their lead singer, Terry Hunt's weird uncle Mark who is a grave digger. and yes, uncle Mark is referred to as "weird uncle Mark" in "We Sold Our Souls," which still summons laughter to myself. 

The story is gripping, and not just some predicable tale of young musicians who start out as a basement band, and then sell their infinite souls to the Dark Lord of the universe for fame and fortune. Tinges of Devil worship exists in "We Sold Our Souls," but it's very brief.  

Kris Pulaski, while still in high school is the driving force of Durt Wurk, she sings, plays guitar and writes the bulk of their music. Terry is the one who sells his soul, and rids himself of all the other band members, including Kris, and seizes credit for all of the music and lyrics she wrote via vicious loopholes in the legal system and powers without form. Terry thus becomes the lead singer for Blind King, and later, Koffin, which rockets to fame, while Kris and her other band mates get caught in the ticking time clocks of works gilded cage. 

Without giving away too much, supernatural powers are granted to Terry, and he's able to get into the head of Scottie, a former Durt Wurk band mate. Scottie kills his wife and their two children and then himself because of nefarious forces Terry is able to awaken and insert into the core of Scotties mind.

JD Davis, former Drummer for Durt Wurk and Kris decide to combat Terry, and head to Las Vegas, where Terry's band, Koffin is the head lining act, even over the mighty real band, Slayer. JD and Kris rid themselves of their cell phones and are forced to take back roads to Vegas as they travel in JD's van in order to avoid invisible evil forces Terry is in tune with. 

Before teaming up with JD, Kris is forced to trek through a heinous cave in the heart of Black Iron Mountain, and the globalist elite mind control assassins. To save tens of thousands of lives, if not billions, Kris must make her way through a cave in which the ground is a seething surface of black bugs, jagged rocks and she's knee deep in bat feces. 

Tens of thousands of concert goers at the Vegas Koffin show are willingly attending their own slaughter without even knowing, and it's up to Kris and JD to save their souls. Yes, this seems cheesy to me as I'm writing the plot summary, but Hendrix has many surprises, and a very unpredictable outcome with some tense moments. 

Four stars easy for the book, "We Sold Our Souls."

Mark Izzy Schurr

         

 

Another Modern Moron Book Review

The music is in your mind, the mind is what we share, like sunshine and water. ("Who are the Plastic Ono Band? John & Yoko / Plastic Ono Band") 

This gem of a picture book was acquired from the downtown Santa Rosa library and radiates wisdom from both John Lennon and Yoko Ono, among others. 

"As we look back on the 20th century, I think the legend of John and Yoko will stand out as something great. I think millions of people are going to benefit from what they did," Timothy Leary said. 

The Beatles were only together for ten years, and their music has embedded itself into the very heart of time. All four Beatles did it all in the realms of music, each member sang, wrote and played multiple instruments. 

Above picture is Paul and John in the Beatles last stadium concert at Candlestick Park, August 1966.

Some blame the breakup of the Beatles on John Lennon's lover Yoko Ono, and that she brain washed him, which is utter nonsense. Listen to his music, both from the Beatles and his solo works, and read about him to get the facts.

"Yoko taught me a lot about women, I was used to being served, like Elvis and a lot of the stars were. Yoko didn't buy that. What the fuck are the Beatles? I'm Yoko Ono, treat me as me...from the day I met her, she demanded equal time, equal space, equal rights. What do you want, a contract? I said. Don't impede my space. You can have anything you want, but don't expect anything from me, or change in anyway... She tells me the truth and its still painful," Lennon said. We simply thought the same way about things, love won, Yoko Ono said. People attacked her all the time, just for being with me, Lennon said.   

Above, John and Yoko in Bed-In for peace at Queen Elizabeth Hotel in Montreal, Quebec, May, 1969. 

The Beatles gave the world everything they had (music) for ten years, what more do the people want from the f*****g Beatles, Lennon said in this book. 

"Performing as a Beatle is much harder than performing as John Lennon and Yoko Ono Plastic Band. My life with the Beatles had become a trap. If I hadn't said the Beatles were bigger than Jesus and upset the very Christian Ku Klux Klan, well lord, I might still be up there with all the other performing fleas," Lennon said.

The two pictures above are John and Yoko performing as the Plastic Ono band, December, 1969 in London. 

To this very day, two of the surviving former Beatles, Paul McCartney and Ringo Star are still doing live shows and putting out new music. John Lennon and George Harrison were also doing incredibly well before their lives were cut much too short. 

"John loved the Beatles. They were all such close friends and they all had strong individual personalities, that's why they made it so big, but by 1970, their egos and lives were all pointing in different directions," bassist and friend of the Fab Four, Klaus Voormann said. 

Both Lennon and Ono were strong advocates for peace, and their words in this book resonated extremely well to me in this book. You have to have peace, just give it a chance, Lennon said. Short, simple and true. 

Above photos, John and Yoko in their home in 1968. 

Everybody's talking about revolution, evolution, mass inflation, flagellation, regulations, integration, meditation, United Nations, congratulations! All we are saying is give peace a chance. ("Give Peace a Chance," 1969, John Lennon) 

There are ones who don't follow their instincts and went to Vietnam and got crippled or deformed and only woke up afterwards. They are the responsibility of the people who sent them there under an illusion, Lennon said in "Who are the Plastic Ono Band?" 

The establishment irritates you, pulls your beard, flicks your face to make you want to fight, because once they've got you violent, they know how to handle you. The only thing they don't know how to handle is nonviolence and humor, Lennon said. 

"No power outside can destroy you. You can destroy you by agreeing with them...nobody can destroy yourself, but you," Yoko Ono said.

 

Above, Yoko Ono. 

I merely scratched the edges of this captivating book and it's revealing words and cool pictures of John and Yoko from the 1960s and late 1970s, if not the very early 1980s, before John was slain by a sub-moronic sadistic idiot fuck. 

According to my math, John Lennon has done approximately 889 more hits of acid then myself, but some would claim we're both legally insane because we've dropped LSD more than seven times on seven different occasions. John was very candid about his drug use in this book, and it's clear, he was not a drug addict, but a drug user.

Lennon's humanity really shines in this book, he was not perfect, nor did he claim to be so in this book, and he was very open about his feelings of depression. 

"The so-called pain of the artist was always paid for by the freedom of the artist, John Lennon said. 

Four and a half stars easy for "Who are the Plastic Ono Band? John & Yoko / Plastic Ono Band." 

Mark Izzy Schurr