Ladies and gentlemen, Greg Crue.

We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams.

City Life Desolate Streams. Once again, the proofcast takes to the ether here from the friendly and most ruse confines of the Barlow that Sharon Western Hollywood across from the pleasure chest where this month it is simply gay.

Thank you for joining me out there in Proopland. Here in the house we've had an awesome time. We've had a short but feisty Q&A, and we had a moment of silence for all the things I had to say earlier.

It's been like a stage reading of dark shadows. A lot of quiet, and then a lot of nodding going, it'll work in the end, right? It'll be okay.

If you're out there listening to the smartest man on the world proofcast out there in the ether and upper Volta, the Dominican Republic, welcome.

And one of our few downloads. If you're in Ontario, California, welcome as well. I'd like to say to the people in Germany.

And to the people in France, I know, right? Light one up or pour one down, and let's all get together and put on wings like Icarus.

And see how high we can fucking go tonight before the horrible fucking sun that the man made out of his hideous nuclear agenda burns our fucking delicate artistic wings.

And sends our sensitive ass spiraling back to the ground like a burnt mick nugget full of regret.

Or let's just fucking bullshit around until something funny happens.

I, of course, have been all around the world and I, I, I, I was in Bellevue, Washington last week, which is Seattle's organized corporate little sister.

And then I was in Portland, which is Seattle's slutty method addicted sister. And before that, I was in Halifax, which is Labrador's uptown cousin.

And now you're like, thank you. There's one Canadian here. I know up for sure. I think he got that joke. Everyone else is like, why would a Labrador have a cousin?

Sometimes they do. I believe it was Miles Davis who said, I don't just believe it. I'm observing the fact that Miles Davis said, for me, music and life are all about style.

He also said, awesomely, do you not fear, do you not fear misterics? Not only did I not fear that misteric, I fucking sterked in the face.

And I hacked out it with a sterk knife as well, because I think we're all aware that the word was a mistake.

I don't think I showed any fear on that one. More heedless fucking devil-made care, come what may. Paul Revere, Sarah Palin asked ringing them bells and shooting them guns.

I don't care what history makes of this. This sentence is going to get fucked halfway through, like PT109 by the Japanese Navy. This one's going down in halves tonight.

Oh, ease up, you fucking dickweeds. I'll stop this fucking show right now, seriously, seriously. I will ruin all of our nights.

It's not about you anymore. It's about the world out there. Think about it. I know you drove like a dick to get here, and then I said, PT109, and somehow that was edgy?

Surely enough time has passed that we're over the PT109 tragedy moment. Surely a few readings of profiles encouraged by people you know lifted your spirits in grade school.

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