Hold Your Head Up-Argent-1972-(Long Version)

Way back when, when AM radio was king, I'd play pool at a friend's house, we'd solve all the problems of the world, and it was a simple task; if they'd listen to the brilliant suggestions youth demanded.

This song was played, but it was the short version, so the advertisers received all the air time they paid for.

Spooky Tooth: Something to Say - Track 3 - The Last Puff

Way back when, when dirt was almost new, this album came out. I listened to it many times, and it's something to look up on the internet, if you like such music.

I think this song was written by Joe Cocker. It was one of my favorites; not so much for the lyrics (which can become meaningless if I like the music), but I like the background jaw harp in the chorus, which was something more than unique with rock music. That, the melody, the production, and background singers, which add a haunting effect to the end of the song.

I never really cared much for the guitar solo at the end, but found it in my heart to forgive the transgression.

Needing to Write

I haven't felt much like writing. Mostly because I'm busy, but there's a frustration in watching the idiocy we call government continue to trip over the simplest tasks and not have a clue on how feckless they appear.

Still, there's a huge dissatisfaction with most folks with more brain cells than a sand flea. All the hype about how things are better is lost on those that know they aren't, who is at fault, and how the ignoring of their plight is only because they allow such things.

The socialistic B.S. isn't working. People like to be free and Uncle Sugar is removing those liberties. Even those that supposedly like such things are finding the restriction are becoming more than an annoyance.

So, how will this work out? If a leader comes along that doesn't try to sugar coat the problems, makes an effort to expose the horseshit the government serves, and instills the fear of God in the media, things will get much better.

I'll let my feet hang down and watch. I have a feeling most people are tired of being told it's raining, while those that abuse the taxpayers are pissing on them. I might be wrong, but I might be right. Time will tell.

State of the Mess

The President will give his State of the Union Mess this evening. As usual, it will be full of pompous, ingratiating garbage. I hope someone in Congress, or a member of the Supreme Court, boos him, or even better: moons him.

Glittering Gold in the Sunset

Last evening, as I was standing outside, I heard a flock of geese. I strained to see them, but finally found them almost overhead; high, in a V formation, and calling to each other.

The sun had just set, so they were still in the gold light of the setting sun. As they flapped their wings, the sun would shine on their wings; a golden glitter; scintillating in the darkening, deep blue sky.

The event created a memory forever.