Diana Death (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} dianadeath) wrote,@ 2009-08-27 20:37:00 |
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SUMMER OF DEATH
The summer of 2009 is mine! Lots of mufuckaz be dyin, y'all!
FARRAH FAWCETT- Married to lousy jerk, posed in cold + wet red swimsuit (causing infamously and internationally iconic nipple erection) with Gleem-polished grin for poster, gets role in cheesy-ass "crime drama", spends rest of life on and off with another lousy jerk, dies terribly painful death. That's all I know.
SKY SAXON- Leader of '60s psychedelic garage rockers The Seeds. Was lucky enough to witness this odd talent live in 2001 at Mr. T's Bowl in Los Angeles. Bummer he's gone.
MICHAEL JACKSON- I got super sad and cried at the thought of the little Black boy who sang "Ben" dying, then shrugged indifferently at the thought of the surgically altered freakazoid dispensing Jesus juice to grab pre-teen ween dying.
BILLY MAYS- I don't care if I'm going to hell for saying I was happy and relieved that this one kicked the bucket. His voice got on my damn nerves. When the news added the juicy tidbit that cocaine helped kill his ass it just got mo better, like the gift that keeps on giving. Yay!
LES PAUL- Brilliant man who devised some of the most invaluable inventions in rock and roll, not the least of which are the electric guitars bearing his name. Old as hell so he had to go, but still a bummer because it means another great is gone.
ELLIE GREENWICH- Writer of some of rock and roll's most dopest jams including but not limited to "Da Doo Ron Ron" and "Leader of the Pack". She worked her marvelous craft with Phil Spector's crazy ass at the production helm, but at least the homicidal son of a bitch made her shit sound good.
TED KENNEDY- I surprised myself by getting all sensitive and varklempt about this one. Maybe it was the fact that he was The Last of his dynamic dynasty, or the way he so fearlessly fought his illness that impressed me. Dude was tough! I'm curious what Jello Biafra has to say.
DOMINICK DUNNE- High-falutin true crime writer with the testicular fortitude to write his first such piece about the murder of his own daughter, Dominique. Mad propz (and the fact we share the same initials has not been lost on me). Only the finest champagne should be poured out over this dead homie's grave.
I feel like I'm forgetting some; these were off the top of my skull. Fill me in if you have more so I can talk some more shit/drop some more praise.
Love, Diana Death
The summer of 2009 is mine! Lots of mufuckaz be dyin, y'all!
FARRAH FAWCETT- Married to lousy jerk, posed in cold + wet red swimsuit (causing infamously and internationally iconic nipple erection) with Gleem-polished grin for poster, gets role in cheesy-ass "crime drama", spends rest of life on and off with another lousy jerk, dies terribly painful death. That's all I know.
SKY SAXON- Leader of '60s psychedelic garage rockers The Seeds. Was lucky enough to witness this odd talent live in 2001 at Mr. T's Bowl in Los Angeles. Bummer he's gone.
MICHAEL JACKSON- I got super sad and cried at the thought of the little Black boy who sang "Ben" dying, then shrugged indifferently at the thought of the surgically altered freakazoid dispensing Jesus juice to grab pre-teen ween dying.
BILLY MAYS- I don't care if I'm going to hell for saying I was happy and relieved that this one kicked the bucket. His voice got on my damn nerves. When the news added the juicy tidbit that cocaine helped kill his ass it just got mo better, like the gift that keeps on giving. Yay!
LES PAUL- Brilliant man who devised some of the most invaluable inventions in rock and roll, not the least of which are the electric guitars bearing his name. Old as hell so he had to go, but still a bummer because it means another great is gone.
ELLIE GREENWICH- Writer of some of rock and roll's most dopest jams including but not limited to "Da Doo Ron Ron" and "Leader of the Pack". She worked her marvelous craft with Phil Spector's crazy ass at the production helm, but at least the homicidal son of a bitch made her shit sound good.
TED KENNEDY- I surprised myself by getting all sensitive and varklempt about this one. Maybe it was the fact that he was The Last of his dynamic dynasty, or the way he so fearlessly fought his illness that impressed me. Dude was tough! I'm curious what Jello Biafra has to say.
DOMINICK DUNNE- High-falutin true crime writer with the testicular fortitude to write his first such piece about the murder of his own daughter, Dominique. Mad propz (and the fact we share the same initials has not been lost on me). Only the finest champagne should be poured out over this dead homie's grave.
I feel like I'm forgetting some; these were off the top of my skull. Fill me in if you have more so I can talk some more shit/drop some more praise.
Love, Diana Death
