Buddy Wakefield is a tested & proven, highly competent, quality Gemini with zero defeats in milk chugging. In 2001, Wakefield sold or gave away everything he owned, left a job as the executive assistant at a biomedical firm, and is now on the road in the midst of a two-year tour dedicated to spoken word/performance poetry. He has skydiving, bull riding, river rafting, public speaking, team leading, guitar playing, The National College Dean's List, a full-length CD, one novel, one chapbook, uncommon memorizational skills and over 60 first place Poetry Slams under his belt. Despite all this activity he's still a bit portly, but does hold a degree in English, with minors in General Business Administrations and Creative Writing. Buddy Wakefield pretends that - inside his skin - he's got a friend who's willing to give him everything he ever wanted in exchange for all he's ever been.
Pretend / On this side / There's a monkey
Makin' bass / In a jug / With'is tongue
Pretend / On this side / There's a pitch black woman / Dressed in a slow
Who looks so much like the night time / She almost turns blue in the sun
She's gonna carry us through this tune / With / Huntsville, Texas / And The
Soul-Lifters Gospel Choir.
That's my back-up diva.
Pretend / Behind me / There's just one / Big / Bang.
Now it's you.
Pretend yer just bein' yerselves.
Pretend ya live for a living.
Pretend / Inside yer skin / You've got a friend / Who's willing to give you
everything you ever wanted
In exchange for all you've ever been.
Pretend you're more obsessed with this moment / Less with the way it ends.
And / For a moment / Pretend / This is a plywood lemonade stand
With a sign on the front / It reads:
I got no more lemons / Just my OPINIONS / yours, for a DIME-A-DOZEN today
And they'll always be on the table / But only some gonna set ya free.
Now here's where I'll needya to believe
Believe that here stands a man who pretends not to fall apart
Who gets so mad / His lips peel back / When we give out slack to the dark
Who gets so God-solid nervous / Yer gonnawannatalkabouttomorrowagain
That he'll pretend to stand and listen / With a sharp look on'is face
While a monkey plays BASS / BASS
With a back-up diva / Pullin' back-up faith
For this one-man / Cross-universe / Relay race / To try and be more than
Beginning and ending / Moment by moment / Rolled over / Re-birthing again
Because history is repeating itself in record time, y'all,
And we gotta stop actin' like nothin's happenin'
When we've got 6-billion dawning truths setting 6-billion different suns on
But we 6-billion gods are all still up-in-arms over what it will cost to
So that YOU can be ME forever / My friend / At the same time I get to be YOU
So ya can rock me, Brother Rock
And you can soothe me, Sister Soothe
Like one / Big / Bang -
Beause I don't believe the big bang really happened yet.
I think a small bang mighta went pffft.
But the big bang / Is just on its mark / Gettin' set
And is REALLY / Ready / To go
Kinda like a slow tornado / Growin' / Larger than 6-billion words
Movin' faster than a sky that flies farther away / From every square inch of
us racing birds -
It looks a lot like it would if just / One brain / In the heart of this
place / Rose up
To the actual size / Of the actual voice / It actually contained
Into just 1 head / Singing just 1 song / With a word
And 6-billion looks on its face -
To see a monkey play BASS / BASS
To feel a back-up diva / And'er back-up faith
Like one / Big