Grateful Dead

Well, show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why Show me the way To the next whisky bar Oh, don't ask why Oh, don't ask why For if we don't find The next whisky bar I tell you we must die I tell you we must die I tell you, I tell you I tell you we must die Would of copy n pasted the entire song but the web police shut me down..... Thanks Miami....

Hey now, dis dus might swerve a bit...but we'll keep her on the road! Oooh weee Friday night. The heat is so oppressive. I'm gettin tipsy. Might need a DD. let the good times roll let them knock you around let the good times roll let them make you a clown let them leave you up in the air let them brush your rock and roll hair let the good times roll let the good times roll let the good times roll let the stories be told they can say what they want let the photos be old let them show what they want let them leave you up in the air let them brush your rock and roll hair let the good times roll let the good times roll-oll lets let the good times roll good times roll if the illusion is real let them give you a ride if they got thunder appeal let them be on your side let them leave you up in the air let them brush your rock and roll hair lets let the good times roll-oll let the good times roll let the good times roll lets let the good times roll we'll let the good times roll oh-hoh-oh

Ellie Mae is tipsy.... I'm well you know..... A little advice though... From Mr. Morrison..... Yeah, keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Keep your eyes on the road, your hands upon the wheel Yeah, we're goin' to the Roadhouse We're gonna have a real Good time Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows Yeah, back at the Roadhouse they got some bungalows And that's for the people Who like to go down slow Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, all night long Do it, honey, do it You gotta roll, roll, roll You gotta thrill my soul, all right Roll, roll, roll, roll Thrill my soul You gotta beep a gunk a chucha Honk konk konk You gotta each you puna Each ya bop a luba Each yall bump a kechonk Ease sum konk Ya, ride Ashen lady, Ashen lady Give up your vows, give up your vows Save our city, save our city Right now Well, I woke up this morning, I got myself a beer Well, I woke up this morning, and I got myself a beer The future's uncertain, and the end is always near Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, baby, roll Let it roll, all night long The sun will come out tomorrow!....

Mmm hmmm What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?  What are they doing in the Hyacinth House?  To please the lions this day  I need a brand new friend who doesn't bother me  I need a brand new friend who doesn't trouble me  I need someone, yeah, who doesn't need me  I see the bathroom is clear  I think that somebody's near  I'm sure that someone is following me, oh yeah  Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?  Why did you throw the Jack of Hearts away?  It was the only card in the deck that I had left to play  And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend  And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend  And I'll say it again, I need a brand new friend, the end

Well, I just got into town about an hour agoTook a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light Or just another lost angel? City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, woo, c'mon L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon L.A. Woman Sunday afternoon Drive through your suburbs Into your blues, into your blues, yeah Into your blue-blue Blues Into your blues, oh, yeah I see your hair is burnin' Hills are filled with fire If they say I never loved you You know they are a liar Drivin' down your freeway Midnight alleys roam Cops in cars, The topless bars Never saw a woman... So alone, so alone So alone, so alone Motel, money, murder, madness Let's change the mood from glad to sadness Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Got to keep on risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', Mr. Mojo Risin' Mojo Risin', gotta Mojo Risin' Mr. Mojo Risin', gotta keep on risin' Risin', risin' Gone risin', risin' I'm gone risin', risin' I gotta risin', risin' Well, risin', risin' I gotta, wooo, yeah, risin' Whoa, oh yeah Well, I just got into town about an hour ago Took a look around, see which way the wind blow Where the little girls in their Hollywood bungalows Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light Or just another lost angel? City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, City of Night, whoa, c'mon L.A. Woman, L.A. Woman L.A. Woman, you're my woman Little L.A. Woman, Little L.A. Woman L.A. L.A. Woman Woman L.A. Woman c'mon

what he said!

welcome back our friend to the show that never ends....this here is the bus...the heart of the operation....the website is the brains....need both to function fully, completely.... Holly came from Miami FLA...she is our driver...she's off for the weekend and we are on autopilot....got an 85# Great Pyrenees Yellow Lab mix riding shotgun...Sgt. Pupper is his name Music is his game but you can call him Sarge......I sleep in the back with the dirty hippies...but can be roused fairly easily...feel free to partake in what we got...and what we gots a lot....feel free to sing and dance...rules are no rules but confidentiality...that we have...the Mayor has your tin foil hat....essential for stealth.... So glad you made it!!!!!!

An intimate connection between the two,To the benefit of all. Our roots are our grounding.

I finally took off my blue glitter nail polish, today. *sigh*

keep it handy, Ma'am, there's more fun to come!

She wore Blue VelvetBluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were her eyes Warmer than May her tender sighs Love was ours Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left gone was the glow of Blue Velvet But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm a memory through the years And I still can see Blue Velvet through my tears and blue glitter nail polish.... Good night Geo and Goodnight Irene....see you both in my dreams....

Watching the sun rise and reflecting on nothing in particular this morning. Took Lainie and some friends to see History of the Eagles tour last night at local hockey arena... Two sets over 3 hours, Bernie Leadon back picking banjo...started promising, Frey and Henley playing acoustic sitting on amps....Saturday Night and Train Leaves Here This Morning.... Exceptional sound, exhaustive setlist, great light show.... They gave nods to Jackson Browne, Richie Furay, JD Souther and Linda Ronstadt.... Walking back to the car, Elaine and friends thanked me and raved about the show.... They asked what I thought....I replied they are very polished, Elaine who's known me for 34 years, said why didn't you like it....I said, cause they went through the motions, I didn't feel it...they've go no heart... The exact same response I gave her following the Stones show last Saturday.... she said...what did you expect, the Grateful Dead.... Yes....the Dead changed my life, my friends, my life philosophy and my appreciation of music and my expectations... I have become a music snob... I am a Deadhead and I miss Jerry.... coffee is on....

It is remarkable, that many of us share those thoughts...after the GD splashed their mystical musical miracles on our consciousnesses, no other band would do. Life's philosophy, the journey, developing a creed to live life by, whether a mission, a way of life, whatever it may be...a good dose of the Boy's music and friends and family close by makes it all that much better. You are in fine company, Sir Briver, and we salute you and your spirit!

Just to clarify my current role in this journey of life .... As of July 6th, I have become briver emeritus...... The torch has been passed down a generation, just like Phil n Friends and Billy and the Kids.... Ellie Mae is steering....I offer navigational support.... Allowing me to watch life go by.... Oh look, a squirrel!

Sure, that's what they all say.... Emeritus Briver it is, then! Carry on, and with Lainie at your side, your family dancing along and Ellie Mae twirling the dial and laying out tunes, it oughta be just fine. As a mark of respect and Sunday good will, would you care to listen to a bit of the ABB this am? My KDED remote control wrist watch has been converted to solar power and it's summertime! Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can. And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand, That I was born a ramblin' man. My father was a gambler down in Georgia, And he wound up on the wrong end of a gun. And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus Rollin' down highway 41. Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can. And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand, That I was born a ramblin' man. I'm on my way to New Orleans this mornin', Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee, They're always having a good time down on the bayou, Lord Them Delta women think the world of me. Lord, I was born a ramblin' man, Tryin' to make a livin' and doin' the best I can. And when it's time for leavin', I hope you'll understand, That I was born a ramblin' man.

....and double the Betts..... Walk along the river, sweet lullaby, it just keeps on flowing, It don't worry 'bout where it's going, no, no. Don't fly, mister blue bird, I'm just walking down the road, Early morning sunshine tell me all I need to know [CHORUS:] You're my blue sky, you're my sunny day. Lord, you know it makes me high when you turn your love my way, Turn your love my way, yeah. Good old sunday morning, bells are ringing everywhere. Goin to Carolina, it won't be long and I'll be there

Your local rock group down the street Is trying hard to learn this song To serenade the weekend squire Just came out to mow his lawn Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Charcoal burnin' everywhere Rows of houses that are all the same And no one seems to care See Mrs. Gray she's proud today Because her roses are in bloom And Mr. Green he's so serene He's got a TV in every room Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Here in status symbol land Mothers complain about how hard life is And the kids just don't understand Creature comfort goals they only numb my soul And make it hard for me to see My thoughts all seem to stray to places far away I need a change of scenery Ta ta ta Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Charcoal burning everywhere Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Here in status symbol land Another Pleasant Valley Sunday Another Pleasant Valley Sunday...

Never on a Sunday when the church is full of peopleAnd the bells are ringing in the steeple, la la.... Oh, you can kiss me on a Monday A Monday, a Monday is very very good Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday A Tuesday, a Tuesday in fact I wish you would Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday A Thursday, a Friday, and Saturday is best But never never on a Sunday A Sunday, a Sunday 'cause that's my day of rest Come anyday and you'll be my guest Anyday you say but my day of rest Just name the day that you like the best Only stay away on my day of rest You can kiss me on a cool day A hot day, a wet day which ever one you choose Or try to kiss me on a grey day A May day, a pay day and see if I refuse And you make it on a bleake day A freak day, a week day why you can be my guest But never never on a Sunday A Sunday's the one day I need a day to rest Just name the day that you like the best Only stay away on my day of rest Never on a Sunday when the church is full of people And the bells are ringing in the steeple, la la.... Oh you can kiss me on a Monday Monday, Monday's very good Or you can kiss me on a Tuesday Tuesday and I wish you would Or you can kiss me on a Wednesday Thursday, Friday and Saturday is best But never never on a Sunday Sunday, Sunday 'cause that's my day of rest So goodnight Irene goodnight...... I'll see you in my dreams......

-Why not?-Because of God. Sally should have asked The Same Chase what say about all that. Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go I gotta penny to my name that I haven't spent yet If it ain't there tomorrow that would be a safe bet but I got some big dreams at the end of this road waitin' for me on the beaches down in Mexico I got no where to be so I might stay for a while and the devil's singin' with me with a Senorita smile Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go I gotta party in my pocket and a tune in my head and from time to time I get to share a woman bed I would say I'm pretty lucky I wouldn't say that I'm poor with this face made of silver and a body made of gold If you could lend me a prayer man I could lend you a hand If these women don't kill me I will die a lucky man Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the road And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to goooh ooh woahhooooh Whoa! Thank God! Thank God I'm rollin'! Thank God I'm soarin'! Straight on down the road!!! And thank God! thank God I'm still go-in'! I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go Oh thank God Thank God I'm rollin' Thank God I'm soarin' Straight on down the ro-oad And thank God thank God I'm still goin' I still got some tread on this soul and I still got some miles to go

“Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice, standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly. When the world gets in my face, I say, have a nice day. Have a nice day.” This song is guaranteed to put a smile on your face and make you want slap your colleagues’ backs. So go ahead and spread the Monday merriness (you could just ‘mistakenly’ forward this link to everyone in the office). Monday doesn’t have to erase the weekends so don’t worry. Friday will be here soon enough. You don’t have to reserve your passion for the weekends. Do what you love every day. Live your life and your dreams so much that when a new week starts you shout with glee: “Oh my gosh, it’s Monday!!” Bonus: Extra Ways to Feel Better on Your Monday: Prepare the night before: Get your clothing out and your hair done. Make a note (mental or physical) of what needs to be done. Get enough rest: Don't do anything too hectic or strenuous on Sunday. Have a low-key evening and get enough sleep! Have something fun to look forward to: A place to go with a group of friends at lunch or something indulgent you don't normally have. Just don't overdo it, you probably use the weekends for that. Try some natural energy boosters: Such as no-bake oats bars, kiwi or two tablespoons of oat straw extract added to your coffee. Practice breathing techniques, laughing, getting some sun, and drinking more water.

Meet me in the morning56th and Wabasha Meet me in the morning 56th and Wabasha Honey, we could be in Kansas By time the snow begins to thaw They say the darkest hour Is right before the dawn They say the darkest hour Is right before the dawn But you wouldn't know it by me Every day's been darkness since you been gone Little rooster crowin' There must be something on his mind Little rooster crowin' There must be something on his mind Well, I feel just like that rooster Honey, ya treat me so unkind Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, I struggled through barbed wire Felt the hail fall from above Well, you know I even outran the hound dogs Honey, you know I've earned your love Look at the sun Sinkin' like a ship Look at the sun Sinkin' like a ship Ain't that just like my heart, babe When you kissed my lips?

Actually not a bad Monday....at allGood morning Kristine.... You look well rested.... I'm searching for phrases To sing your praises I need to tell someone It's soon after midnight And my day has just begun A gal named Honey Took my money She was passing by It's soon after midnight And the moon is in my eye My heart is cheerful It's never fearful I've been down on the killing floors I'm in no great hurry I'm not afraid of your fury I've faced stronger walls than yours Charlotte's a harlot Dresses in scarlet Mary dresses in green It's soon after midnight And I've got a date with the fairy queen They chirp and they chatter What does it matter? They lie and they dine in their blood Two timing slim Who's ever heard of him? I'll drag his corpse through the mud It's now or never More than ever When I met you I didn't think you'd do It's soon after midnight And I don't want nobody but you

When under stress.....duplicate post all gone!

gotta water my flowers...then, write specs. Ugh, writing specs. Ugh. I'm a doer, not a director. But, this project demands it. Ugh. I'm already a week behind. Did I say "Ugh"? Should probably stay away this week, to keep my fuzzy little brain on track. Have a lovely day, and watch out for those fairies. They can be oh, so mischievous...hide your pencils, unplug your mouse. And then, they just sit there and giggle at you!

...or mices...it's all their fault. Fairies riding butterflies are the best...they catch the last notes of a jam, swoosh out over time and space, and alight in the strangest of places. In my case, right smack dab in front of my work email, time-sheet, invoice, contract or project file. Then I hear that wisp of melody, and unseen forces require I pull up You-tube and cavort with whomever insists on supporting my daydream. If they..the fairies, butterflies, meese and you would behave, then that little cursor arrow wouldn't hop from site to site, and we would all get our tasks done, whether centered on work, play or daydreaming. However, without musical melodies massing around us, our Mondays would be that much more droll and gray-toned, so thank you wayward meese everywhere. And those who readily spin the radio dial, keep the platters spinning and the tunes a coming. We working stiffs, meandering minstrels and minstrelettes and..look a butterfly...deadheads near and far are always willing to hum along and/or whistle as we work. Reminds me of a story...

LO I the man, whose Muse whilome did maske, As time her taught, in lowly Shepheards weeds, Am now enforst a far vnfitter taske, For trumpets sterne to chaunge mine Oaten reeds, And sing of Knights and Ladies gentle deeds; Whose prayses hauing slept in silence long, Me, all too meane, the sacred Muse areeds To blazon broad emongst her learned throng: Fierce warres and faithfull loues shall moralize my song. Helpe then, O holy Virgin chiefe of nine, Thy weaker Nouice to performe thy will, Lay forth out of thine euerlasting scryne The antique rolles, which there lye hidden still, Of Faerie knights and fairest Tanaquill, Whom that most noble Briton Prince so long Sought through the world, and suffered so much ill, That I must rue his vndeserued wrong: O helpe thou my weake wit, and sharpen my dull tong. What in hell is a dull tong...

Good morning and a happy Monday to all of you shiny happy people this Stormy day. Apparently it always "looks like rain" in STL now, we've turned into Seattle. I have no earthly idea what a dull tong is... Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go, The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the night alone. Oh, dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will tell us all. Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes. Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all. I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below, I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow. The apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness, The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no. Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light. The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red. Oh war is the common cry, Pick up your swords and fly. The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know. Oh, well, the night is long the beads of time pass slow, Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow. The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath, The drums will shake the castle wall, the ring wraiths ride in black, Ride on. Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before. No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold. Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light. The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back. Bring it back. At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by, With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes.

Good morning Miami and King George..... Hopefully Katniss can focus on tasks at hand.....it's all about pace and balance....work hard, play hard.... Sarge hand me my chain mail armour, my staff and shield.... there's some rescuing to be done..... Hi Ho Silver...Away!,,,, Is there nothing I can say Nothing I can do To change your mind I'm so in love with you You're too deep in You can't get out You're just a poor girl in a rich man's house Yeah, baby, I'm crying over you Don't you know promises were never made to keep? Just like the night, dissolve in sleep I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue Yeah, the other night, crying Crying baby, yeah I'm crying Yeah I'm like a child baby I'm like a child baby Child yeah, I'm like a child, like a child Like a child You think you're one of a special breed You think that you're his pet Pekinese I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue I was dreaming last night Last night I was dreaming How you'd be mine, but I was crying Like a child, yeah, I was crying Crying like a child You will be mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, all mine You could be mine, could be mine Be mine, all mine I come to you, so silent in the night So stealthy, so animal quiet I'll be your savior, steadfast and true I'll come to your emotional rescue I'll come to your emotional rescue Yeah, you should be mine, mine, whew Yes, you could be mine Tonight and every night I will be your knight in shining armour Coming to your emotional rescue You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine You will be mine, you will be mine, all mine I will be your knight in shining armour Riding across the desert with a fine Arab charger

So you say the boys are just going through the motions? The Eagles and the Stones? That's too bad cause they have lots of fans who come to see their tour who deserve more than that. At least our Boys gave it all they had, it seems... If there are still asses in seats they have an obligation to make em stand up and dance! Maybe it's time for them to give up the ghost and have their own Fare Well... I was driving home early Sunday morning through Bakersfield Listening to gospel music on the colored radio station And the preacher said, "You know you always have the Lord by your side" And I was so pleased to be informed of this that I ran Twenty red lights in his honor Thank you Jesus, thank you lord I had an arrangement to meet a girl, and I was kind of late And I thought by the time I got there she'd be off She'd be off with the nearest truck driver she could find Much to my surprise, there she was sittin in the corner A little bleary, worse for wear and tear Was a girl with far away eyes So if you're down on your luck And you can't harmonize Find a girl with far away And if you're downright disgusted And life ain't worth a dime Get a girl with far away eyes Well the preacher kept right on saying that all I had to do was send Ten dollars to the church of the sacred bleeding heart of Jesus Located somewhere in Los Angeles, California And next week they'd say my prayer on the radio And all my dreams would come true So I did, the next week, I got a prayer with a girl Well, you know what kind of eyes she got So if you're down on your luck I know you all sympathize Find a girl with far away eyes And if you're downright disgusted And life ain't worth a dime Get a girl with far away eyes

don't get me wrong.....Stones and Eagles were both 5 star productions, but having seen them both for the first time in 1973 and 1975 respectively, I remember how it was, I remember how I was....and how I am now...and how THEY are now....both performances were choreographed and note for note flawless....I prefer the human element, mistakes, smiles and all....but people did dance....for $500 a pop people should dance...lot of orchestration and off stage overdubs....some karaoke perhaps....for Mick at age 70 or so, weighing all of dare I say a buck forty....able to sing Sympathy for the Devil without getting winded after running full speed down a 70 foot catwalk.....he is either the Second Coming or Houdini....but I digress.....Keith Richards had some work. He looks 50..... And his ability to play notes without touching the strings was miraculous....to say the least..... The Stones sold out Ralph Wilson Stadium 70,000+ $125-500 per ticket, Eagles First Niagara Center sell out 18,000 at $75-$169..... Great spectacles and both would make for a successful stint in Las Vegas....ala Garth Brooks, Celine Dion and Santana.... btw Santana at the Joint at Hard Rock in Vegas was amazing......changed up setlists nightly.... Give me Freddie Mercury in 1974......Queen at the Beacon Theater in NY.....raw energy, passion.... Fear me you lords and lady preachers I descend upon your earth from the skies I command your very souls you unbelievers Bring before me what is mine The seven seas of rhye Can you hear me you peers and privvy counsellors I stand before you naked to the eyes I will destroy any man who dares abuse my trust I swear that you'll be mine The seven seas of rhye Sister - I live and lie for you Mister - do and I'll die You are mine I possess you I belong to you forever Storm the master-marathon I'll fly through By flash and thunder-fire I'll survive Then I'll defy the laws of nature and come out alive Then I'll get you Be gone with you - you shod and shady senators Give out the good, leave out the bad evil cries I challenge the mighty titan and his troubadours And with a smile I'll take you to the seven seas of rhye

But if I dont get a little verklempt at a show then the band isn't doing it right. Cried @ Tool, Red Hot Chili Peppers, John Foggerty, Australian Pink Floyd, etc. If the band isn't passionate how can the crowd be? So this next one is comin out of left field but here goes... Is it too much to ask I want a comfortable bed that won't hurt my back Food to fill me up And warm clothes and all that stuff Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Is it too much to demand I want a full house and a rock and roll band Pens that won't run out of ink And cool quiet and time to think Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have this Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Do I want too much Am I going overboard to want that touch I shout it out to the night "Give me what I deserve, 'cause it's my right" Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I) Shouldn't I have this (shouldn't I) Shouldn't I have all of this, and Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you Passionate kisses Passionate kisses, whoa oh oh Passionate kisses from you

Mary Chapin Carpenter has always been a personal fave....songs from the heart and energy..... This one goes out to stormy St Louis..... Holly n Matt....get on your dancing shoes...... Cornbread and crawfish are on the house, ooooh an Abita Purple Haze to quench the thirst....thank you very much.... Hit it Sarge.... Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Well I never have wandered down to New Orleans Never have drifted down a bayou stream But I heard that music on the radio And I swore some day I was gonna go Down Highway 10 past Lafayette To Baton Rouge and I won't forget To send you a card with my regrets 'Cause I'm never gonna come back home Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight They got a alligator stew and a crawfish pie A golf storm blowin' into town tonight Livin on the delta's quite a show They got hurricane parties every time it blows And here up north it's a cold cold rain And there ain't no cure for my blues today Except when the paper says: Beausoleil is coming into town Baby let's go down Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight Bring your mama, bring your papa, bring your sister too They got lots of music and lots of room When they play you a waltz from 1910 You gonna feel a little bit young again Well you learned to dance with your rock'n'roll You learned to swing with a do-si-do But you learn to love at the fais-so-do When you hear a little Jolie Blon Saturday night and the moon is out I wanna head on over to the Twist and Shout Find a two-step partner and a Cajun beat When it lifts me up I'm gonna find my feet Out in the middle of a big dance floor When I hear that fiddle wanna beg for more Gonna dance to a band from a-Lou'sian' tonight

Ok that song put me in the mood...If dis dus aint headed to NYC, lets road trip down to New Orleans. Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell Jimmy Rogers on the Victrola up high Mama's dancin' with baby on her shoulder The sun is settin' like molasses in the sky The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy's smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Up in Memphis the music's like a heatwave White lightning, bound to drive you wild Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl "Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for Black velvet and that little boy's smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Every word of every song that he sang was for you In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon, what could You do? Black velvet and that little boy's smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please Black velvet and that little boy's smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring ya to your knees Black velvet if you please If you please, if you please, if you please

Saddle up the Palomino....we can get a time share there in the Garden district and take trolleys around town...my fave is Frenchman Street and the local blues n jazz clubs... Spotted Cat is hip but I prefer the traditional ....Snug Harbor....Preservation Hall or Balcony Music Club..... Saw my man Allen Toussaint there.... He's singin this song for you...... Well, there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) I can't reveal her name until she's mine What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) I've tried to make her time and time again Still we're introduced as nothing but friends And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) There's a certain chick I've been sweet on since I met her What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) I can't reveal her name until I get her What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) Someday I'm gonna wake up and say I'll do anything just to be your slave And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) There's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) I can't reveal her name until she's mine What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) I've tried to make her time and time again Still we're introduced as nothing but friends And there's a certain girl I've been in love with a long, long time What's her name? I can't tell you (Ahh...) Yeah and breakfast at Igor's ....bar restaurant gameroom laundromat ..24/7.....met Willie Nelson there....two doors down from the timeshare.....St. Charles Avenue....

I love Jazz! J'adore le francais. STL has the 2'nd biggest Mardi Gras parade in the country due to our large French heritage. None of the locals can say any of the french terms properly, oh well. Now when I was just a little boy Standin' to my Daddy's knee, My poppa said, "Son, don't let the man get you Do what he done to me. 'Cause he'll get you, 'Cause he'll get you now, now." And I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwoods bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there, Chasin' down a hoodoo there. [CHORUS:] Born on the Bayou, Born on the Bayou, Born on the Bayou, Yoh, yoh. Wish I was back on the Bayou Rollin' with some Cajun Queen. Wishin' I were a fast freight train Just a-chooglin' on down to New Orleans. [CHORUS] Do it, do it, do it, do it. Oh, Lord. Oh, get back, boy. I can remember the fourth of July, Runnin' through the backwoods bare. And I can still hear my old hound dog barkin', Chasin' down a hoodoo there, Chasin' down a hoodoo there. [CHORUS] Alright! Do, do, do, do. Mm-mm-mmm, oh...

David Wilcox....Canadian...song is Riverboat Fantasy....look for the original studio recording...you will thank me later after your cigarette....and shower..... Sittin' on a riverboat havin' a party Me and my Cajun Queen She's turnin' twenty-one on the Mississippi river Headin' down to New Orleans The year is 1894 Oh, come on mama, and love me some more Her dark eyes flash like a gambler's rings She shakes her pretty head and sings Life for me is a riverboat fantasy Watchin' the sun go down A rock and roll band with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go around Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a riverboat fantasy Can't think, can't drink anymore whiskey I could've drunk a river dry, this old boat She's just sittin' in the moonlight Catchin' the gleam in her eye Showers of rain come pourin' down The sky full of stars like a French lace gown Shimmer, glimmer, I think I'm gonna fall Woops, catch me mama, that's all Life for me is a riverboat fantasy Watchin' the sun go down A rock and roll band with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go around Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me I'm sailing away from my heartache On a riverboat fantasy Delta sun beats down like a hammer It gives the low down blues I've got a cotton gin, I'll weave and spin And shake the dust from my shoes I made my money, I found me a honey To tickle me under my chin When morning comes, I'll ride into town And worry about the shape I'm in Life for me is a riverboat fantasy Watchin' the sun go down A rock and roll band with a reefer in my hand Now look at that wheel go around Cocaine kisses and moonshine misses That's the life for me, yes, it is I'm sailing away from my heartache On a riverboat fantasy

yessir, good stuff-he likes it, hey Mikey! Turns me on, to this: Back in the year nineteen and five We had to have a rhythm very much alive We didn't have thing Still we'd sing We had to walk for the king til' the bell would ring Hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie Sure feels good I can't dance but I wish I could Now Queen Victoria gave a costume ball Bow to your lady turn your back to the wall One guy jumped up in a ratty zoot suit Ripped off his mask he wanted to see if the sucker flew Hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie Sure feels good I can't dance but I wish I could Back in the Coliseum man oh Rome Caesar and Cleopatra make themselves at home Julie said to Cleo, let's take a little walk Cleo said to Julius shut up and don't talk Hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie Gimme such a thrill I wanna dance I wish I could Hey inside outside every all around We got to hava hava the hypnotizin' boogie type of sound If you ain't heard it You wish to know I'll give you a little taste just before I go Hypnotizin' boogie Hoo hypnotizin' boogie It's that hypnotizin' boogie Gimme such a thrill I wanna dance I think I will I wanna dance I think I will

I've got a feeling, a feeling deep inside Oh yeah, oh yeah, that's right I've got a feeling, a feeling I can't hide No no no, oh no, oh no Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah Oh please believe me, I'd hate to miss the train Oh yeah, yeah, oh yeah And if you leave me I won't be late again Oh no, oh no, oh no Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah I've got a feeling All these years I've been wandering around Wondering how come nobody told me All that I was looking for was somebody Who looked like you I've got a feeling, that keeps me on my toes Oh yeah, oh yeah I've got a feeling, I think that everybody knows Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah Yeah yeah I've got a feeling yeah Yeah Everybody had a hard year Everybody had a good time Everybody had a wet dream Everybody saw the sunshine Oh yeah, (oh yeah) oh yeah, oh yeah Everybody had a good year Everybody let their hair down Everybody pulled their socks up Everybody put their foot down Oh yeah Yeah I've got a feeling A feeling deep inside Oh yeah Oh yeah I've got a feeling A feeling I can't hide Oh no Oh no no no Yeah yeah yeah yeah I've got a feeling I've got a feeling Everybody had a good year Everybody had a hard time Everybody had a wet dream Everybody saw the sunshine Everybody had a good year Everybody let their hair down Everybody pulled their socks up Everybody put the foot down Oh yeah Oh yeah I've got a feeling Yeah yeah yeah yeah (Oh my soul, so hard.)

Hopping off for the day....sure has been a long hard ride.... Back in the 'morrow...God Willing and the creek don't rise.... Finally on KDED...from 1961 a song by Bobby Blue Bland..... I pity the fool I said, "I pity the fool" Well, I pity the fool, yeah I said, "I pity the fool" That falls in love with you And expect you be true Oh, I pity the fool Look at the people I know you're wonderin' what they're doin' They're just standin' there Watchin' you make a fool of me Look at the people I know you're wonderin' what they're doin' They're just standin' there Watchin' you make a fool of me Oh, I pity the fool, I pity the fool That falls in love with you I pity the fool, I pity the fool That falls in love with you She'll break your heart one day And then she'll laugh and walk away Oh, I pity the fool Look at the people I know you're wonderin' what they're doin' They're just standin' there Watchin' you make a fool of me Look at the people I know you're wonderin' what they're doin' Yeah, they're just standin' there Watchin' you make a fool of me Oh, I pity the fool I said, "I pity the fool" I pity the fool I said, "I pity the fool, baby" Oh, I pity the fool Mr. T got nothing on me.....

that term has found new meaning as of late... decisions, decisions; what to counter with, in this game... Open up your mind and let me step inside Rest your weary head and let your heart decide It's so easy When you know the rules It's so easy, All you have to do Is fall in love Play the game, Everybody play the game of love (yeah) When you're feeling down and your resistance is low Light another cigarette and let yourself go This is your life Don't play hard to get It's a free world All you have to do is fall in love Play the game, Everybody play the game of love My game of love has just begun Love runs from my head down to my toes My love is pumping through my veins (play the game) Driving me insane Come, come, come play the game, play the game, play the game, play the game Everybody play the game of love This is your life Don't play hard to get It's a free, free world All you have to do is fall in love Play the game Play the game of love Your life Don't play hard to get It's a free, free world All you have to do is fall in love Play the game Play the game of love

It's a game...the game of life....nobody wins.... As long as we get to smile, laugh, snort, blush, question....or spew coffee on the monitor at work it makes it all worthwhile.... Your mileage may vary..... I am an old woman Named after my mother An old man is another Child who's grown old If dreams were thunder Lightning was desire This old house it would've burned down A long time ago [Chorus:] Make me an angel That flies from montgomery Make me a poster Of an old rodeo Just give me one thing That i can hold on to To believe in this livin' Is just a hard way to go When i was a young girl I had me a cowboy It wasn't much to look at It was a free ramblin' man There was a long time No matter how i tried The years they just rolled by Like a broken down dance [Chorus] There's flies in the kitchen I can hear them there buzzin' And i ain't done nothing since i woke up today But how the hell can a person Go on to work in the morning To come home in the evening And have nothing to say

Almost made it through Monday at work. I like what you said earlier about Monday not having to mean the end of the weekend. It's just that my reality is more fantasy than their daydream... One man, one goal, One mission. One heart, one soul, Just one solution. One flash of light, yeah, One god, one vision. One flesh, one bone, One true religion. One voice, one hope, One real decision. Wowowowo, gimme one vision, yeah. No wrong, no right. I'm gonna tell you there's no black and no white. No blood, no stain. All we need is one worldwide vision. One flesh, one bone, One true religion. One voice, one hope, One real decision. Wowowowowo, oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah! I had a dream when I was young, A dream of sweet illusion, A glimpse of hope and unity, And visions of one sweet union. But a cold wind blows, And a dark rain falls, And in my heart it shows. Look what they've done to my dream, yeah. One vision! So give me your hands, Give me your hearts. I'm ready. There's only one direction. One world, one nation, Yeah, one vision. No hate, no fight, Just excitation, All through the night, It's a celebration, wowowowo, yeah. One [echo] (One vision) One flesh, one bone, One true religion. One voice, one hope, One real decision. Gimme one night, yeah. Gimme one hope, hey. Just gimme, ah. One man, one man, One bar, one night, One day, hey, hey. Just gimme gimme, gimme, gimme Fried chicken. Vision [fading]

an all-time favorite -- matters not if sung by the Maywood mailman or Ms. Raitt. Sublime, regardless. ok, back to work... Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another gal today Well, I saw my baby walkin' with another gal today When I asked him what's the matter, This is what I heard him say See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now, Don't you know you cramp my style When I thought of what he told me, nearly made me lose my head When I thought of what he told me, nearly made me lose my head But the next time that I saw him, Reminded him of what he said See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now, Don't you know you cramp my style He said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you He said I'm sorry pretty baby, you know my love is just for you Won't you say that you'll forgive me, And say your love for me is true See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile See you later alligator, in a while, crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now, Don't you know you cramp my style I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play I said wait a minute 'gator, I know you meant it just for play Don't you know you really hurt me And this is what I have to say See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile See you later alligator, after 'while crocodile Can't you see you're in my way now, Don't you know you cramp my style

Good night Irene, goodnight.... Ill see you in my dreams.... Going to watch Scotty's band stomp some rump!!!!!!! ;-)

So Shapiro told a caller on the Golden Road Sunday that there would be "more stuff" on the scale of what Trixie said... So Boys, bring on the stuff! Sarge, kick the tires and light the fires! Let's roll Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah! I'm floating around in ecstasy So don't stop me now don't stop me 'Cause I'm having a good time having a good time I'm a shooting star leaping through the skies Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva I'm gonna go go go There's no stopping me I'm burning through the sky yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball Don't stop me now If you wanna have a good time Just give me a call Don't stop me now ('cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (yes I'm having a good time) I don't want to stop at all... yeah! I'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars On a collision course I am a satellite I'm out of control I am a sex machine ready to reload Like an atom bomb about to Oh oh oh oh oh explode I'm burning through the sky Yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic woman of you Don't stop me Don't stop me Don't stop me Hey hey hey! Don't stop me Don't stop me Ooh ooh ooh (I like it) Don't stop me Don't stop me Have a good time, good time Don't stop me Don't stop me Ooh ooh alright Ooh I'm burning through the sky yeah! Two hundred degrees That's why they call me Mister Fahrenheit I'm trav'ling at the speed of light I wanna make a supersonic man out of you Don't stop me now I'm having such a good time I'm having a ball Don't stop me now If you wanna have a good time Just give me a call Don't stop me now ('cause I'm having a good time) Don't stop me now (yes I'm having a good time) I don't wanna stop at all La la la la laaaa La la la la La la laa laa laa laaa

Thanks for confirmation that I passed on stones in dallas. What you saw is what I feared. With a finite entertainment budget (which was seriously blown for FTW), I'm glad I passed on the stones. I was regretting it for a while sort of. I'm sure it was fine but I want spectacular!

grew up in NYC, my brother in law attended SUNY Stonybrook.... house band was the Soft White Underbelly..... Later morphed into these guys..... this one goes out to mkav... thanks for the suggestion..... Too wild to care You got animal stare You got "stay anywhere" in your eyes Think you're leading me on but you can be anyone 'cause I know you'll be gone 'fore I rise And we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Going through the motions Staying with you gave us something to do I almost thought it was true for a while 'cause there's love in your lies You're so thinly disguised You couldn't tell right from wrong if you tried And we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Going through the motions To thee I dedicate this photograph I'll even sign it "love to you" again And when it's faded and forgotten in some book You'll sometimes look You'll sometimes look You'll sometimes look It's a game, it's a game No let's call it a shame 'cause there's no one to blame just to pay You were a friend for a day So don't cry if I say That you got what you want, it's ok And we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Going through the motions Yeah, yeah, we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Yeah, we're going through the motions Going through the motions Coffee is on......

Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine. I need to laugh, and when the sun is out I've got something I can laugh about, I feel good, in a special way. I'm in love and it's a sunny day. Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine. We take a walk, the sun is shining down, Burns my feet as they touch the ground. Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine, Good day sunshine. And then we lie, beneath a shady tree, I love her and she's loving me. She feels good, she knows she's looking fine. I'm so proud to know that she is mine. Good day sunshine...

a good day indeed The heart is a bloom Shoots up through the stony ground There's no room No space to rent in this town You're out of luck And the reason that you had to care The traffic is stuck And you're not moving anywhere You thought you'd found a friend To take you out of this place Someone you could lend a hand In return for grace It's a beautiful day Sky falls, you feel like It's a beautiful day Don't let it get away You're on the road But you've got no destination You're in the mud In the maze of her imagination You love this town Even if that doesn't ring true You've been all over And it's been all over you It's a beautiful day Don't let it get away It's a beautiful day Touch me Take me to that other place Teach me I know I'm not a hopeless case See the world in green and blue See China right in front of you See the canyons broken by cloud See the tuna fleets clearing the sea out See the Bedouin fires at night See the oil fields at first light And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth After the flood all the colors came out It was a beautiful day Don't let it get away Beautiful day Touch me Take me to that other place Reach me I know I'm not a hopeless case What you don't have you don't need it now What you don't know you can feel it somehow What you don't have you don't need it now Don't need it now Was a beautiful day

The rain rain went away so Holly can go out and play! I had a wonderful walk to work today, there was a cool breeze blowin the trees around, the sun is shining and there is blue sky and wispy clouds. Glad I have a window in my office. It's a beautiful morning, ah I think I'll go outside for a while And just smile Just take in some clean fresh air, boy No sense in staying inside If the weather's fine and you've got the time It's your chance to wake up and plan another brand new day Either way It's a beautiful morning, ah Each bird keeps singing his own song So long I've got to be on my way now No fun just hanging around I got to cover ground You couldn't keep me down It just ain't no good if the sun shines When you're still inside Shouldn't hide Still inside Shouldn't hide Still inside, shouldn't hide. Oh, oh, oh Ooh-ah-ah Ooh-ah-ah There will be children with robins and flowers Sunshine caresses each new waking hour Seems to me that people keep seeing more and more each day Gotta say, lead the way It's okay, brand new day Gotta say, it's okay Brand new day, gotta say, lead the way Oh, oh, oh Ooh-ah-ah Oh, oh, oh Ooh-ah-ah Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh Ooh-ah-ah Oh Ooh-ah-ah