WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
Boomer Anthems: “How White My Shirts Can Be”, 2021
byVanderleunonOctober 9, 2021
In St. Louis on September 26, 2021, 56 years later than May 10, 1965, in Chicago… but they can still sell it (with the help of some 21st-century stagecraft and few close-ups.)
The Legend: Keith Richards wrote “Satisfaction” in his sleep and recorded a rough version of the riff on a Philips cassette player. He had no idea he had written it. He said when he listened to the recording in the morning, there was about two minutes of acoustic guitar before you could hear him drop the pick and “then me snoring for the next forty minutes”. Sources vary as to where this story happened. While they make reference to a hotel room at the Fort Harrison Hotel in Clearwater, Florida, a house in Chelsea and the London Hilton, Richards wrote in his most recent autobiography that he was in his flat in Carlton Hill, St. John’s Wood. He specifies that Mick Jagger wrote the lyrics by the pool in Clearwater, four days before they went into the studio, hence the confusion. — – La Wik
Why is Mick ALWAYS pointing? My mother told me it’s very rude to point.
Bruce WayneOctober 9, 2021, 12:29 PM
Thank you for posting this. It triggered a memory of a party held in an empty one car garage in my neighborhood when I was about 18. The only thing in the garage was a chair holding a cheap record player.
Becky Blanks mother dropped her off as it got dark and the headlights illuminated the shape of her body as she walked up the driveway. It was titillating. 64 t0 73 were good years
That’s almost as sad as the Meat Loaf and Judy Collins concerts I saw a couple years ago. Meat’s voice was almost completely gone. He needed backup singers to keep the melody. He almost needed a walker to stand up, he was that weak. Half of Judy’s concert was a young pianist as the lead. The other half was her talking about her life and occasionally singing a few lines in a breathless, soft, cracked voice. Chris Isaak can still rock out a great show. What’s next for these groups? Pushing their wheelchairs out onto the stage to their lipsinced songs with videos of their better days playing behind them? I’ll keep my memories of their best years, thank you.
Real World Address for Donations, Mash Notes and Hate Mail
Gerard Van der Leun
1692 MANGROVE AVE
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Green Pants Interior by Klahn
Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
Gerard Van der Leun
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Best version released. Stereo versions add nothing. Keep it simple, please.
Why is Mick ALWAYS pointing? My mother told me it’s very rude to point.
Thank you for posting this. It triggered a memory of a party held in an empty one car garage in my neighborhood when I was about 18. The only thing in the garage was a chair holding a cheap record player.
Becky Blanks mother dropped her off as it got dark and the headlights illuminated the shape of her body as she walked up the driveway. It was titillating. 64 t0 73 were good years
The Strolling Bones…
That’s almost as sad as the Meat Loaf and Judy Collins concerts I saw a couple years ago. Meat’s voice was almost completely gone. He needed backup singers to keep the melody. He almost needed a walker to stand up, he was that weak. Half of Judy’s concert was a young pianist as the lead. The other half was her talking about her life and occasionally singing a few lines in a breathless, soft, cracked voice. Chris Isaak can still rock out a great show. What’s next for these groups? Pushing their wheelchairs out onto the stage to their lipsinced songs with videos of their better days playing behind them? I’ll keep my memories of their best years, thank you.