Bum Scum

Gatorade, Haterade
Oh well I got it maderade
How can I get burnt
with all these bitches throwin' shaderade

She dont look rich enough
Not carrying a Gucci clutch
You all better call my bluff
Cuz I carry a hand grenade

Meter-maid, sprayed with Raid
Not even on my radar-gauge
I don't sweat the heat
During my own goddamn Parade-arade

You don't know who you're f*cking with
I seem to have this luck for good
It seems to be on lockdown good
NOW LISTEN TO MY SERENADE

Haterade, Gatorade, you don't have to like it mate
Mispronounce my name again and I won't even hesitate

Now that I'm Miss Thang
Now that I'm a zillionaire
Scan the credits for your name and oh,
Surprise! it's not there

Throw some shade, colored jade
Haterade, you meter maid
Shut up for one time uh huh
NOW LISTEN TO MY SERENADE

"Airplanes" by Naama Kates (Mount Cyanide Redux) OMV

Wait.  Just because, I'm at my third festival, with my ninth award, and I'm cranky from flying, but I'll have to soon to go record with an A-LIST (10 grammys, platinum records, songwriter of the year, etc) producer soon, and then to NYC to work on sound mix with the A-LIST company that's investing in my film, I FEEL like doing this.  Just listing all the people that have no respect, and think I'm a loser, and think I'm doing bullshit, and have been rude, dismissive, condescending, or even outright betraying me:

It's in code.

SC
QI
NN
OL
BL
(fwftz1 jo nz "gbjmz", obusbmmz)
BT


to be cont'd

Oh my god.  Both of you.  I know you probably think we're the same, me and your other girl.  I know you dropped me completely for a while.  I know you've never listened to my music and don't have any respect for the fact that I produced a film that's getting around and awards and possibly more.  I know I'm a loser, in your eyes.  But this year that's changed.  It's not all indie anymore.  Both film and record are going mainstream.  That's a lot into the zeitgeist.  And you know what I'm gonna do afterwards?  Drop your ass like a bad habit.  You don't respect me, Miss.  F that.

Mount Cyanide x Naama Kates x G.E. Stinson "BEAUTIFUL NIGHT"

Seriously

This one's overit
That one's not doin it
The other dropped the ball
Me, I'm just the asshole in the middle

And it's another gorgeous day, evening, a weekend even.  I've done all sorts of nonsense, errands, and nebulous works, for the last 8 hours, and I know I'll be spending it alone, inside, pathetic and sad. 

My friend is at the renaissance fair, I've just found it.  She went with her students as a field trip and they're heading back.  And it's 30 miles away.  But that sounds perfect right now.  I wanna go and be anonymous and play pretend.  I did a bit in Oklahoma but there was too much film biz and too little time....

But I got to watch their local high school's public access channel... They played the school production of "Beauty and the Beast" musical.  Amazing.