Posts tagged davespeak
Posts tagged davespeak
DMB uses a microphone system that allows you guys to communicate with one another onstage. What do you talk about during shows?
We talk about rude shit. Just bad humor.Do you talk about girls in the audience?
Yeah. Sometimes we’re kind of brutal. We might just laugh at someone who can’t dance, the size of breasts. We talk shit about each other. I spend a lot of time asking Carter how much I suck.-Dave Matthews (The Devil in Dave Matthews: Rolling Stone’s 2004 Cover Story)
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I want to figure out a way to not be stupid with money, then make a whole bunch of it, then I want to move to Outer Mongolia. I want to milk a yak. Maybe I’ll just settle for a cow. Can you milk a bison? I have fantasies about being a farmer. I always wanted to be a fireman, but who didn’t want to be a fireman? I just wouldn’t tell anyone. I’d just go “poof!” Sometimes I like that idea.
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“Someone gave me a little baby chimpanzee. I think it’s an old chimpanzee, but it’s a tiny little size chimpanzee. It’s a sad little chimpanzee. He’s smiling but he has sadness in his eyes. For all of us.
The chimpanzee is using his mind powers to tell me that the human race done fucked everything up.”
6/27/06 SPAC
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What kind of stuff do you like to do with your 2 year old son?
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What kind of stuff do you do with your 2 year old son?
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sexymotherfucker-shakinthatass:
Don’t tell Dave he’s losing his hair.
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“This is my therapy, to sing about the end of the world and dance. We don’t find solutions in despair - we’ll find solutions in the defiance of it.”
(Source: playful-beginnings, via geezers)
So there was a parade today in Cincinnati. Hook me up. The hell’s all the singing outside? What’s all those people singing for outside? What day of the week is it? Everybody’s singing, you know. I was trying to take a sleep. (muttering)
Had to dash across in front of a horse in the parade. I had to get some damn coffee, and there was a parade between me and the coffee. Question of, you know, whether, you know to risk small injury to get my coffee or not get my coffee. It seemed to me that there was only one possible, that the risks were worth it. You know, it wasn’t a particularly aggressive looking horse, although it was moving with several other horses. And the people on the little horse-drawn cart seemed preoccupied, not necessarily steering. And there were some batons involved.
(Source: weeklydavespeak.com, via toydbinsley)
“So we get all these really nice people in here, we’re all hanging out, we’re all having a good time, and then a couple of meatheads gotta beat each other up in here. Y’all wanna, y’all wanna push, if y’all wanna fight, if ya wanna shove, get the fuck out! Get the fuck out! Go the fuck home! I wanna play some goddamn music, and I gotta watch some meatheads beating the shit out of each other, and pretty girls getting crushed. Go the fuck home!”
10/5/94
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