I’ve finished consolidating all the photo albums and sorting out the layout… Check them out here .

I’ve shifted more pages over.

• My cycling page can be found here
• The Prince Trading List is here
• Sabre Technology is here [ beware! ]

Photos are on the way.. 29 albums are already here, but the layouts are in a right mess.

My web sites are in a constant state of disarray (there’s nothing new here). In fact that goes for any site I get my hands on .. Anyway, I’m going to endeavour to do something about that (ha, right). In the mean time, there’s still some stuff over at Sabai Sabai, namely the Frente discography. That one’s going to stay there indefinitely, since Google and everywhere else likes that address. Frente Multimedia has been sitting on this site for a while now… I’ll copy anything else of interest over here.. soon. Stay tuned!

Just before our love got lost you said
I am as constant as a northern star
And I said, constant in the darkness
Where’s that at?
If you want me I’ll be in the bar

On the back of a cartoon coaster
In the blue tv screen light
I drew a map of canada
Oh canada
And your face sketched on it twice

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh I’d still be on my feet

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I’m frightened by the devil
And I’m drawn to those ones that ain’t afraid
I remember that time that you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

Oh you are in my blood like holy wine
And you taste so bitter but you taste so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you
I could drink a case of you darling
Still I’d be on my feet
And still be on my feet

I met a woman
She had a mouth like yours
She knew your life
She knew your devils and your deeds
And she said
Color go to him, stay with him if you can
Oh but be prepared to bleed
Oh but you are in my blood you’re my holy wine
Oh and you taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
Still I’d be on my feet
I’d still be on my feet

- Joni Mitchell