mulholland dr and fog
Just got home from a drive through mulholland, in so cal. If it's still foggy this week and wanna scare someone, take them on the drive from the 405 exiting mulholland and go east. I couldn't even tell where I was after a while, and couldn't see shit. I thought I was in a twilight zone episode. It is very holloweenish.
I remember reading about a couple of CHP officers in a peasoup fog at night on I-5 in Orange County; they could barely see past the hood of their cruiser. They were in the #2 lane when there was a Woosh! and some headlights shot past them in the #1 lane.
"Did you hear something?" asked the driver.
"Nope," replied his partner, "I didn't hear anything."
"Me, neither."
"Did you hear something?" asked the driver.
"Nope," replied his partner, "I didn't hear anything."
"Me, neither."
I drove Mulholland for the first time when I was out there in Sept. It was about 11 at night before I had to make the 4hr drive back to Vegas to make my flight. It was an awesome road. I can only imagine w/ fog, scary as hell.
Warren
Warren
God i love Mulholland Drive, I live right by it on Bennidicit Cyn. and drive it nearly every weekend.
Bennidict, Mullholand, Sunset, Coldwater, Sepulvada Pass. I love and know all of those roads like the back of my hand.
Bennidict, Mullholand, Sunset, Coldwater, Sepulvada Pass. I love and know all of those roads like the back of my hand.
Kyrie suggested we go for a drive
in her new two door BMW coupe
In the parking lot we slipped into her bucket seats.
Kyrie took over from there.
At nearly ninety miles per hour
she zipped us up to that windy edge
known to some as Mullholand
an insidious road
running the ridge of the Santa Monica Mountains
Where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle
in and out of turns
Sometimes dropping down to fifty miles per hour
only to immediately gun it back up to ninety again
fast slow
fast fast
slow
Sometimes a wide turn
sometimes a quick one
She preferred the tighter ones
the sharp controlled jerks
swinging left to right
before driving back to the right
Only so she could do it all over again
until after enough speed and enough wind
and more distance then I had been prepared to expect
taking me to parts of the city I rarely think of
and never visit
I heard her say:
Hey pretty
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
through my world
Hey pretty
don't you wanna kick and slide
through my world
Do you get the gist of the song now??
I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then
I know it didn't really matter
she wasn't listening
She just yanked up on the emergency brake
dropped her seat back
and told me to lie on top of her
[stutters]On top of those leather pants of hers
her hands immediately guiding mine
over those soft, slightly oily folds
positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab
small and round like a tear
Then murmuring a murmer so inaudible
that even though I could feel her lips tremble against my ear
she seemed far, far away
'Pinch it' she said
which I did lightly until she also said 'Pull it'
which I also did
gently parting the teeth
one at a time, down under and beneath
the longest unzipping of my life.
Hey pretty
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
through my world
Hey pretty
don't you wanna kick and slide
through my world
hey pretty
my pretty baby
rock it through my world (through my world)
Hey pretty (hey pretty), my pretty baby
We never even kissed
or looked in each other's eyes
Our lips just trespassed
on those inner labyrinths
hidden deep within our ears
filled them with the private music of wicked words
hers in many languages
mine in the off color of my only tongue
Too bad dark languages rarely survive.
Hey pretty, my pretty baby, hey pretty baby
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby, don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby, My pretty baby (don't you wanna?)
rock it through my world (through my world)
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby (don't you wanna?)
My baby, don't you wanna take a ride with me?
do you get the gist of the song now?
(don't you wanna?)
do you get the gist of the song now?
in her new two door BMW coupe
In the parking lot we slipped into her bucket seats.
Kyrie took over from there.
At nearly ninety miles per hour
she zipped us up to that windy edge
known to some as Mullholand
an insidious road
running the ridge of the Santa Monica Mountains
Where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle
in and out of turns
Sometimes dropping down to fifty miles per hour
only to immediately gun it back up to ninety again
fast slow
fast fast
slow
Sometimes a wide turn
sometimes a quick one
She preferred the tighter ones
the sharp controlled jerks
swinging left to right
before driving back to the right
Only so she could do it all over again
until after enough speed and enough wind
and more distance then I had been prepared to expect
taking me to parts of the city I rarely think of
and never visit
I heard her say:
Hey pretty
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
through my world
Hey pretty
don't you wanna kick and slide
through my world
Do you get the gist of the song now??
I can't remember the inane things I started babbling about then
I know it didn't really matter
she wasn't listening
She just yanked up on the emergency brake
dropped her seat back
and told me to lie on top of her
[stutters]On top of those leather pants of hers
her hands immediately guiding mine
over those soft, slightly oily folds
positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab
small and round like a tear
Then murmuring a murmer so inaudible
that even though I could feel her lips tremble against my ear
she seemed far, far away
'Pinch it' she said
which I did lightly until she also said 'Pull it'
which I also did
gently parting the teeth
one at a time, down under and beneath
the longest unzipping of my life.
Hey pretty
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
through my world
Hey pretty
don't you wanna kick and slide
through my world
hey pretty
my pretty baby
rock it through my world (through my world)
Hey pretty (hey pretty), my pretty baby
We never even kissed
or looked in each other's eyes
Our lips just trespassed
on those inner labyrinths
hidden deep within our ears
filled them with the private music of wicked words
hers in many languages
mine in the off color of my only tongue
Too bad dark languages rarely survive.
Hey pretty, my pretty baby, hey pretty baby
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby, don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby, My pretty baby (don't you wanna?)
rock it through my world (through my world)
don't you wanna take a ride with me?
My baby (don't you wanna?)
My baby, don't you wanna take a ride with me?
do you get the gist of the song now?
(don't you wanna?)
do you get the gist of the song now?
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You're missing a couple of lines to the song before the last refrain but man, what a great song to drive to.
After having a friend burn that song for me nearly 5 years ago I'm finding out it is POE!?!?! And all this time I'm thinking it was Garbage! LOL.
After having a friend burn that song for me nearly 5 years ago I'm finding out it is POE!?!?! And all this time I'm thinking it was Garbage! LOL.




