Who's Willie?

Indeedly, who's me? I wouldn't really know. My name's William Gaines and they call me Willie. I used to be a toxicomaniac (any drug you can think of, I did it already) turned into an alcoholic. I got back into drinking, but not enough to make me a certified forlorn case. Just a few pints of bitter here and there. For you to douse into my mind would be a toilsome task, but we're gonna get to the basics here. In a nutshell, I'm your average frustrated musician after 12 years on the business as a pro. My axes, you'd ask? Sax, bass and guitar - currently I'm playing the baritone sax and that's the one I'll stick to as my health ameliorate from its current status. I play and listen to every kind of music, and it would be rather humdrum to list 'em all here. I also like to write, a lot.

I believe in no god or any deities, and here am I deserted rambling about myself. Are you still reading this? You probably got better things to do, now don't you? A baritone sax player who craves for a future chance of getting it on on a sarrusophone. And to get back to musicking. I have an "electronic jazz" duo with a Portuguese dude but who knows the corollary of that. I'm mixing our discrepant sounds as the days go by. It's one thirty in the evening and I've decided to go on a Grand Wazoo marathon - to listen all of the recorded shows of that short tour. I like the year 1972, even if I was born in '79. Names, can't mention names. S'alright.

I like fucking women. I chiefly like to suck pussy, beseem hairy, shaved or even soaked in piss. Once I was suckin' this girl and she got off so much that she ended up pissing in my mouth - and I liked it! One girl once did an apple juice douche on me; I liked that too. I like women of all shapes and sizes, and I'd like to fuck a morbidly obese one outta curiosity.

My scribblings are on the page that follows this one. They're not hard to read, and they're pretty run-of-the-mill, but hey, mayhaps you get some regalement out of it. These are Popeye-x's pages after all, I'm merely a guest gushing some random bullshit in here. I'll also do record reviews, but that's for later. I have too many things to do, even if laid off of my job - desk jockey soul crushing shit. I'm in constant stress. Maybe I should revist drugs. So I take pills for my constant depression and anxiety, but perchance things will gain ground later on. I carpe diem, the diem carpes me.

I'm a Brazilian, but I was weaned from this country's culture and raised on American/British culture. I can fuckin' speak English better than my own language, to give ya an example. I used to be a freestyle biker, but I lack stamina nowadays, what with being a fatass who smokes cigarettes and drinks coffee too much. I'll surmount that, I assure you.. I'm seeing a doctor for that quandary. And I'm on a diet and reducing the bad things - if they can be called bad. What's really bad for you? This is subjective. I won't broke on that, though - this is my introduction, not a fuckin' philosophical discussion.

I'm the guy that writes things here. Or maybe even more. If you wrangle with my points of view or somesuch shit, feel free to comment on where there may be a place to comment - that's Pops business. I'm just your heathen and embittered motherfucker who has a place here to say what I wanna say.

And you can get some of that right here - or not. It's up to you.