Grateful Dead

Flight of ideas? Perhaps..... now on K DED.....from the streets of Greenwich Village.... Put on your reflective shades, Pupper.... White light, White light goin' messin' up my mind White light, and don't you know its gonna make me go blind White heat, aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Ooo have mercy white light have it goodness knows White light, White light goin' messin' up my brain White light, Aww white light its gonna drive me insane White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows, do it Hmm hmm, White light Aww I surely do love to watch that stuff tip itself in Hmm hmm, White light Watch that side, watch that side don't you know it gonna be dead in the drive Hmm hmm, White heat Hey foxy mama watchin' her walk down the street Hmm hmm, White light Come up side your head gonna make a deadend on your street White light, White light moved in me through my brain White light, White light goin' makin' you go insane White heat, Aww white heat it tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I said now goodness knows White light, Aww white light it lighten up my eyes White light, don't you know it fills me up with suprise White light, Aww white heat tickle me down to my toes White light, Aww white light I tell you now goodness knows, now work it Hmm hmm, White light Aww she surely do moves me Hmm hmm, White light Watch that speed freak, watch that speed freak everybody gonna go and make it every week Hmm hmm, White heat Aww sputter mutter everybody gonna go kill their mother Hmm hmm, White light Here she comes, here she comes, everybody get 'n gone make me run to her Holly a must own....Lou Reed Rock n Roll Animal 1974 RCA record label....

To find that song I watched a youtube video with a family home movie at disneyland...kinda funny to pair with the song... Did you say gypsy? So I'm back, to the velvet underground Back to the floor, that I love To a room with some lace and paper flowers Back to the gypsy that I was To the gypsy... that I was And it all comes down to you Well, you know that it does Well, lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice Ah, and it lights up the night And you see your gypsy You see your gypsy To the gypsy that remains faces freedom with a little fear I have no fear, I have only love And if I was a child And the child was enough Enough for me to love Enough to love She is dancing away from me now She was just a wish She was just a wish And a memory is all that is left for you now You see your gypsy You see your gypsy Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice And it all comes down to you And it all comes down to you Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice And it all comes down to you I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes And it all comes down to you I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes And it all comes down to you I still see your bright eyes, bright eyes (She was just a wish) (She was just a wish) And it all comes down to you Lightning strikes, maybe once, maybe twice And it all comes down to you

Reality is way overrated....Monday has come around again I'm in the same old place With the same old faces always watching me Who knows how long I'll have to stay Could be a hundred years Of sweat and tears At the rate that I get paid Sometimes I slowly drift away From all the dull routine That's with me every day A fantasy will come to me Diamonds are what I really need Think I'll rob a store, escape the law And live in Italy Lately my luck has been so bad You know the roulette wheel's A crooked deal I'm loosing all I had Soon be like a man that's on the run And live from day to day Never needing anyone Play hide and seek Throughout the week My life is full of romance Guess I'll always have to be Living in a fantasy That's the way it's got to be From now on You think I'm crazy I can see It's you for you, and me for me Living in a fantasy From now on

Boy howdy do we have some early risers here on da dus. Thanks for the coffee and for seeing me through...all of you! We keep this crew ship shape and I couldn't ask for better shipmates than yous guys! @ Stella my soul sister, we'll keep rockin out together virtually until we can rock out together live! Music soothes my soul and a perfectly timed tune can create such magic! and on that note here is Good Bye Stranger: It was an early morning yesterday I was up before the dawn And I really have enjoyed my stay But I must be moving on Like a king without a castle Like a queen without a throne I'm an early morning lover And I must be moving on Now I believe in what you say Is the undisputed truth But I have to have things my own way To keep me in my youth Like a ship without an achor Like a slave without a chain Just the thought of those sweet ladies Sends a shiver through my veins And I will go on shining Shining like brand new I'll never look behind me My troubles will be few Goodbye strange it's been nice Hope you find your paradise Tried to see your point of view Hope your dreams will all come true Goodbye Mary, Goodbye Jane Will we ever meet again Feel no sorrow, feel no shame Come tomorrow, feel no pain Now some they do and some they don't And some you just can't tell And some they will and some they won't With some it's just as well You can laugh at my behavior That'll never bother me Say the devil is my savior But I don't pay no heed And I will go on shining Shining like brand new I'll never look behind me My troubles will be few Goodbye stranger it's been nice etc...

im on board. I'm also a cancer sign in my moon. Sensitivity is my sixth sense. Holly keep smiling. stella keep singing. Btw, is it possible to ask for the disc jockeys of This bus radio to provide when possible a name for some of those cool songs? I'd like to exore them more! Thanks vey much

As promised a new pot of Philz Silken Splendor....Extra mugs.... and on K DED.....a little Nat King Cole for your listening pleasure.... Sarge let them snooze..... You're the cream in my coffee You're the salt in my stew You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you You're the starch in my collar You're the lace in my shoe You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you Most men tell love tales And each phrase dovetails You've heard each known way This way is my own way You're the sail of my love boat You're the captain and crew You'll always be my necessity I'd be lost without you You're the sail of my love boat You're the captain and crew You'll always be my necessity Like a restaurant with a recipe You're the lace in my shoe I'd be lost without you

Holly Briver has my number - from posting American Girl on June 29 as I packed my bag next the crashing waves of the 101 - to posting Dancing in the Moonlight around the time I was listening to that song and painting a new self-portrait... Sigh - a happy one. A slightly melancholic, un-lonely one. We are Real Americans. We are the True Patriots, loving this land - the Earth, knowing that this land is your land and mine <3 helping those around us in need - as much as they'll let us. And we've had our share of horror and loss. And yet... we sing and dance and love, and around here, it all rolls into one. Figures that just as I finally get my website up and ambling slowly down a sidewalk, I also finally log into ssdd for the first time... It all rolls into one after all. Especially with Holly driving <3 I am happy to share good times and bad times with you girl. In the days of my youth, I was told what it means to be a man, Now I've reached that age, I've tried to do all those things the best I can. No matter how I try, I find my way into the same old jam. Good Times, Bad Times, you know I had my share; When my woman left home for a brown eyed man, Well, I still don't seem to care. Sixteen, I fell in love with a girl as sweet as could be, Only took a couple of days 'til she was rid of me. She swore that she would be all mine and love me till the end, But when I whispered in her ear, I lost another friend, oooh. Good Times, Bad Times, you know I had my share; When my woman left home for a brown eyed man, Well, I still don't seem to care. I know what it means to be alone, I sure do wish I was at home. I don't care what the neighbors say, I'm gonna love you each and every day. You can feel the beat within my heart. Realize, sweet babe, we ain't ever gonna part.

Feeling better now that the day is done. Good evening sirs and madames. See the curtains hanging in the window In the evening on a Friday night A little light shining through the window Let me know everything is alright, sing this song Summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind Hear me sing, summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind See the paper lying on the sidewalk A little music from the house next door So I walk on up to the doorstep Through the screen and across the floor Summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind Sing it, summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind, yeah When I come home from a hard day's work And you're waitin' there not a care in the world See the smile a waitin' in the kitchen Food cooking and the plates for two Feel the arms that reach out to hold me In the evenin' when the day is through Summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind Summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind Here we go, summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind Come on, summer breeze makes me feel fine Blowin' through the jasmine in my mind

Apologies to Carly Simon..... it gets better....it really does... Signing off with this sad tune on KDED..... She came from Providence, the one in Rhode Island Where the old world shadows hang heavy in the air She packed her hopes and dreams like a refugee Just as her father came across the sea She heard about a place people were smilin' They spoke about the red man's way, and how they loved the land And they came from everywhere to the Great Divide Seeking a place to stand or a place to hide Down in the crowded bars, out for a good time, Can't wait to tell you all, what it's like up there And they called it paradise I don't know why Somebody laid the mountains low while the town got high Then the chilly winds blew down Across the desert through the canyons of the coast, to the Malibu Where the pretty people play, hungry for power to light their neon way and give them things to do Some rich men came and raped the land, Nobody caught 'em Put up a bunch of ugly boxes, and Jesus, people bought 'em And they called it paradise The place to be They watched the hazy sun, sinking in the sea You can leave it all behind and sail to Lahaina just like the missionaries did, so many years ago They even brought a neon sign: "Jesus is coming" Brought the white man's burden down Brought the white man's reign Who will provide the grand design? What is yours and what is mine? 'Cause there is no more new frontier We have got to make it here We satisfy our endless needs and justify our bloody deeds, in the name of destiny and the name of God And you can see them there, On Sunday morning They stand up and sing about what it's like up there They call it paradise I don't know why You call someplace paradise, kiss it goodbye C'mon Sarge....been a long day.... Holly be well......Coffee is on me tomorrow.

Yep, got it.... just one more for the record... then back to KDED's originally scheduled program... And it's true we named our children  After towns that we've never been to.  And it's true that the clouds just hung around  Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.  And we were done, done, done  With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around.  You were so true to yourself.  You were true to no one else.  Well I should put you in the ground.  I've got the time, I got the hours,  I got the days, I got the weeks.  I could say to myself  I've got the words but I can't speak.  Well I was done, done, done  With all the circ, circ, circlin' round.  I didn't die and I ain't complainin'.  I ain't blamin' you.  I didn't know that the words you said to me  Meant more to me than they ever could you. I didn't lie and I ain't sayin'  I told the whole truth.  I didn't know that this game we were playin'  Even had a set of rules.  We named our children after towns  That we've never been to.  And it's true that the clouds just hunger around  Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral.  And we were laughing at the stars  While our feet clung tight to the ground.  So pleased with ourselves  For using so many verbs and nouns.  But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber  Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground.  Well wings on flames, kings with no names,  Well this place just ain't got right air right now.  You were so all over town but still so Crayola brown.  Well you should run 'round yourself right now.  And we were done, done, done  With all the fuck, fuck, fuckin' around.  Circlin' round.