Ladies and Gentlemen, Hobos and Tramps! Cross-eyed Mosquitos and Bow-legged Ants! I'm here before you to stand behind you and tell you a story i know nothing about!!
Oye! A meet ta pleasure ya, lovelys. The name's Jack Rancid. Unless ya know me. Savvy? Well, I enjoy Art, Ecstasy, Theatre, Glitter, Guitar Solos (they're like herion ta me - and believe me, thats one hell of a addiction.), Coffee ( drank it since i was a babe), Clowns, Eyeliner (been wearin' it since...ferever and it's my face.), Comics/Graphic Novels, Anime, Manga, Hair Dye, Circus', Heat, Drawing/Doodling, Sensation, Rain, Sunlight, smiles, Passion, Bare Trees in the Fall, Warmth, Being An Asshole, Feathers, Blood (Looks so beautiful when it comes from the nose), Broken Glass, Caffiene (It's a constant stabilizer. Was and still is, an addiction that was strengthened by the abandonment of a past addiction);
I enjoy Heat, Laughter, Smiles, Indecent Exposure, Gore, Jokes, Neon, Anything that's shiny or sparkly, Hair, Eyes, Creepers, Being A Gay Man In A Woman's Body, Addictions, Leather, and a bit more but I'm...um...a bit scatter-brained at the moment.
This darling account will be used for...writings, rants, lyrics, band interviews (from either people doing my band or people doing friends bands), and things that are completely random and make...more or less...no bloody sense a t'all!
Wanna Know what makes me a bit better then the rest? ah? The Delight and Happiness of a sinful, corrupted, loose-in-moral, jaunty, and flambouyant physical and mental existence. And the pride when I admit it with no amount of guilt or shame.
Alas, Any questions on me or anything else, please feel free. I have nothin' ta hide, nor do I regret a thing.
Cheers, mates! And May You Always Find A Reason Ta Smile.
As Sincere As I'll Ever Get
From The Pervert Who Gets Off To Guitar Solos-
-Jack Rancid x