Archive for the ‘Songbyrds’ Category

Good Boys Love Certain Whores, In Song At Least

By Frank Balistreri- I’ve been to Amsterdam, and, yes, I went and looked at the window whores.  They were just as pretty and as not-pretty as all the women I walked past on the street to get there.  There... Read more

Read My Stuff, Not My Lips

by Frank Balistreri- “Morning Girl! Put your dreams away… And read your box of Cheerios” When I was a kid I would read the backs of cereal boxes over and over.  There were comic strips, magic tricks, lives of... Read more

What’s New? What’s Old? What’s Any Good?

by Frank Balistreri       “Isn’t that my girl?  And that’s my best friend.  Aren’t they walking quite too close together? And it don’t look like they’re talking about the weather.” When I was a kid, before I had... Read more