Comment by apotheosis — December 13, 2012 @ 12:53 pm
Not without alent. I prefr “Dance in the Graveyards.”
Comment by staghounds — December 13, 2012 @ 3:03 pm
Apo – glad you liked it. I esp liked the intro; “the hawk…like a giant razor blade”…”leave that front hall door open and the hawk get in there people call you a buncha dirty names”. So descriptive. Everytime I hear that line, it carries me back to going to work one morning to a project out west of Wheaton, Illinois on the flat plain, and that early morning was the coldest I’ve ever been. 12 below zero with a westerly 35-40 mile/hr wind. By the time I walked the 75-100 feet from my car to the door, I thought I forgot to put my pants on that morning.
I bought that album when it came out in 1966, and wore it out.
Comment by dick, not quite dead white guy — December 13, 2012 @ 9:51 pm
if i’m the last one to know about this then i blame y’all for not telling me sooner
Welcome to my world :)
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — December 13, 2012 @ 6:17 am
That one was for me, Headmissy.
this one’s for you.
Comment by apotheosis — December 13, 2012 @ 6:22 am
^ It was missing the bird shitting on my head ;)
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — December 13, 2012 @ 6:33 am
That was loverly. Thanks. I needed that.
Comment by SondraK, Queen of my domain — December 13, 2012 @ 6:45 am
:)
Comment by apotheosis — December 13, 2012 @ 6:48 am
Nice Apo,
If you like that style, have a listen to a classic from Lou Rawls.
Sorry, no bondage, though.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=INKTkkLNAdk
Comment by dick, not quite dead white guy — December 13, 2012 @ 10:56 am
And, you’ll notice, not one bit of that damned ‘jump from angle-to-angle every second’ crap that I hate so much.
Comment by Firehand — December 13, 2012 @ 11:05 am
This would officially make me not gay. I mean, not even bi-curious.
Comment by Hog Whitman — December 13, 2012 @ 12:26 pm
That’s some damn good stuff, dick.
Comment by apotheosis — December 13, 2012 @ 12:53 pm
Not without alent. I prefr “Dance in the Graveyards.”
Comment by staghounds — December 13, 2012 @ 3:03 pm
Apo – glad you liked it. I esp liked the intro; “the hawk…like a giant razor blade”…”leave that front hall door open and the hawk get in there people call you a buncha dirty names”. So descriptive. Everytime I hear that line, it carries me back to going to work one morning to a project out west of Wheaton, Illinois on the flat plain, and that early morning was the coldest I’ve ever been. 12 below zero with a westerly 35-40 mile/hr wind. By the time I walked the 75-100 feet from my car to the door, I thought I forgot to put my pants on that morning.
I bought that album when it came out in 1966, and wore it out.
Comment by dick, not quite dead white guy — December 13, 2012 @ 9:51 pm