Memorial Day Weekend

Three day weekends are a killer. I have a post-holiday, too much travel, too much food, too much excitement, too many memories of too many people who have passed, hang-over. For the rest of the week I'll be confused about what day it is. Hope your weekend went well.

Mid-Nineteen Sixties Garage-Punk Sound 3

Hey Joe by The Leaves

Hey, Joe, where you going
With that gun in your hand?
I said, hey, Joe, where you going
With that gun in your hand?

I'm going out and find my woman now
She's been running around with some other man
I said, I'm going out to find my woman
She's been running around with some other man

Hey, Joe, now
What are you gonna do?
Hey, Joe, tell me
What are you gonna do?

Well, I guess I'll shoot my woman now
That's what I'll do
Said, I guess I'll shoot them both
Before I'm through

Hey, Joe, tell me
What are you gonna do?
Hey, Joe, I said
What are you gonna do?

Well, I guess I'll go down
To my place in Mexico
Said, I guess I'll go down
To where a man can be free

And there ain't gonna be no
Hangman's ropes gonna be
Put around me

Mid-Nineteen Sixties Garage-Punk Sound 2

Talk, Talk by The Music Machine

I got me a complication
And it's an only child
Concernin' my reputation
As something more than wild

I know it serves me right
But I can't sleep at night
Have to hide my face
Or go some other play-ay-ay-ay-ay-ace

I won't cry out for justice
Admit that I was wrong
I'll stay in hibernation
'Til the talk subsides to gone

My social life's a dud
My name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies
I guess I'm down to size
To size


Can't seem to talk about
The things that bother me
Seems to be
What everybody has
Against me

Oh, oh, all right

Here's the situation
And how it really stands
I'm out of circulation
I've all but washed my hands

My social life's a dud
My name is really mud
I'm up to here in lies
I guess I'm down to size
To size

Talk, talk
Talk, talk
Talk, talk
Talk, talk

Mid-Nineteen Sixties Garage-Punk Sound

MIA because I've been spending my blogging time reading. Right now I am reading Waiting For The Sun a history of the music scene in Los Angeles. Remembering songs I haven't thought of in years.


Pushin' Too Hard by The Seeds

You're pushin' too hard, uh-pushin' on me
You're pushin' too hard, uh-what you want me to be
You're pushin' too hard about the things you say
You're pushin' too hard every night and day
You're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me
(Too hard)

Well all I want is to just be free
Live my life the way I wanna be
All I want is to just have fun
Live my life like it's just begun
But you're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me
(Too hard)

[Instrumental break]

Well, better listen girl to what I'm tellin' you
You better listen girl, or we are through
You better stop all your foolin' around
Stop your runnin' all over town
'Cause you're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me
(Too hard)

Well I know there's a lotta fish in the sea
I know some would-uh stay by me
So if you don't think I'm gonna try
You better ask yourself the reason why
'Cause you're pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me
(Too hard)

Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me
(Too hard)

Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard
Pushin' too hard on me....

Doggie Update

This Wednesday it will be 12 weeks since Little Sally Pumpkinhead's surgery. I have been worried about her as she is was still limping and the Vet said she would be completely healed by the ten weeks mark. She is better and we have worked up to two 12 block long leash walks each day. I also walk her up and down the stairs at the park band-shell. The Vet said once she stops experiencing post-exercise limping she no longer has to be on a leash.

Yesterday I woke up with the thought, "What if she is only limping because she thinks she still needs to limp?. What would happen if I force her to put more of her weight on the so-called bad leg? Before her morning walk I got a nickel, some vet wrap, and a dog bootie. I held the nickel to the bottom of her good front leg, wrapped vet tape around it and then put the bootie over the tape. Little Sally Pumpkinhead did not like this and at first tried not to put the wrapped paw on the ground. After half a block of walking with the booted leg up in the air she settled down and and started walking normally. The nickel in the bootie caused her to put more of her weight on her other leg and for the first time in over two months her walking gait did not have a glitch in it. No limp during the walk and no limp after the walk. I think I'm on to something.

The End Of The World

Skeeter Davis

Why does the sun go on shining?
Why does the sea rush to shore?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
'Cause you don't love me anymore?

Why do the birds go on singing?
Why do the stars glow above?
Don't they know it's the end of the world
It ended when I lost your love.

I wake up in the morning and I wonder
Why everything's the same as it was.
I can't understand, no, I can't understand
How life goes on the way it does

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?
Don't they know know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye

Why does my heart go on beating?
Why do these eyes of mine cry?

Don't they know know it's the end of the world?
It ended when you said goodbye

Wear Your Love Like Heaven

According to man named Harold Camping the rapture and the beginning of end times is tomorrow. Rapture is the ascension of true Christians into heaven while non-believers stay on Earth to suffer five months of plagues, earthquakes, wars, and famines before the earth is finally destroyed. One billion true believers are expected to escape the horrors that are about to descend on us. That should make driving to work on the freeways in the larger cities a lot easier on Monday.

This doomsday scenario would be very amusing if it wasn't so hard on the families that have members who are non-believers. The New York Times has this article in today's paper about a family in Middletown, Maryland with parents who have believed for the last two years that the rapture is tomorrow. This belief has caused them to stop planning for the future, which has affected their children in many ways.

Tomorrow, when the true believers find themselves earth bound with no sign that the end times has begun they are going to be a confused and disappointed bunch of people. Try not to ridicule them. Instead wear your love like heaven and show them what true Christianity is all about.



Donovan

Color in sky Prussian Blue
Scarlet fleece changes hue
Crimson ball sinks from view

Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love)

Lord, kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah, kiss me once more
That I may, that I may

Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love like)
Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love)

Color sky Havana Lake
Color sky Rose Carmethene
Alizarian Crimson

Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love)

Lord, kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah, kiss me once more
That I may, that I may

Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love like)
Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love)

Cannot believe what I see
All I have wished for will be
All of our race proud and free

Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Wear your love like)
Wear your love like heaven
(Where your love)

Lord, kiss me once more
Fill me with song
Allah, kiss me once more
That I may, that I may

Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love like)
Wear my love like heaven
(Wear my love)

Karma

Karma

Things I Truly Wonder About

 When did Tony the Tiger start doing steroids?

Tony in the Sixties



 Tony in 2010

It's "Can't Get That Song Out Of My Head" Day

Lady Ga Ga's Bad Romance as done by the University of Oregon  a capella group,  On The Rocks.

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance

I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it’s free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather-studded kiss in the sand
And I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want your bad, your bad romance

I want your love
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance

I want your horror
I want your design
‘Cause you’re a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

I want your psycho
Your vertical stick
Want you in my rear window
Baby you're sick

I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love

Can't read my,
Can't read my,
No she can't read
My poker face

I want your love
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work and move that bitch crazy
Walk, walk, fashion baby
Work and move that bitch crazy
Walk walk, fashion baby
Work and move that bitch crazy
Walk walk fashion baby
'Cause I'm a freak bitch, baby

I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don’t wanna be friends

Je deux amour
Et te veux ta revanche
Je deux amour

I don't want to be friends
I don't want to be friends
I don't want to be friends
Want your bad romance
(Caught in a bad romance)
I don't want to be friends

I want your love
And I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
I want your love and
All your love is revenge
You and me could write a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!
Oh-oh-oooh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance

Rah-rah-ah-ah-ah!
Roma-Roma-ma-ah!
Ga-ga-ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance!

Takes A Licking And Keeps On Ticking

I did laundry yesterday and noticed one load of wash made a clicking-banging noise throughout its spin cycle. When I finished unloading the machine I was a bit shocked to find my Timex watch lying on the bottom of the wash tub. I could not believe I had accidentally thrown the watch in with the clothes. When I reached in and retrieved the watch the first thing I noticed was the condensation under the watch crystal. I examined the watch face closer and could see the second hand ticking away. What do you know, John Cameron Swayze was right.