a turd who tattles

"honey, did you know you're doing a cancer benefit for LA?"

"huh? no, i'm not."

"um, according to the media, you are doing something for him this sunday in chicago."

"no, i'm not! i'm doing a show for amgen, that company. it's not open to the public."

"really? cuz it looks like i can pay $50 bucks and see you sing some songs, with the money going to someone's cancer foundation."

long pause
"are you kidding me?"
long pause
"did you say it's open to the public? like i'm giving a concert?"

"yup"

long pause

phone calls
managers
contracts
bullshitters at their finest

she was supposed to sing to
company suits
a couple hundred
just the suits
like she has twice before

what do you do
when someone sells your name
without asking?
what do you do
when fans get excited
about something that a rocker knows nothing about?
do you leave the fans hanging-
that only looks bad on the rock star-
or do you go
and say
never ever ever again
to the
company
that prints up posters, sends out emails
and sells
something that is
not for sale?


this blog
it's like my own tattle tale

i officially accept that i am a tattle-tale
to the nth degree.
i feel a song coming on...

a-tittle
a-tattle
look out for the rattle
of truth
a booth of truth
like a booth at the fair
my 4H fair:

Honesty
Hintegrity
Hloyalty
(pure) Hintentions

a tittle a tattle
a little golden rattle
if there's an elephant on your couch
we're supposed to not see
don't invite me
please
i am the turd in the punch bowl.