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October 11, 2020
Jack White - Lazaretto
October 10, 2020
Hear me out, it ain't easy but I'll try to explain
Everything in the world gets labeled and named
A box, a rough definition, unavoidable
Who picked the label doesn't want to be responsible
Truth, you're the warden, here's the keys to the prison
You create your own box, you don't have to listen
To any of the label makers, printing your obituary
Here's an example
If Joe Blow says "Yo, you paint like Caravaggio"
You'll respond "No, that's an insult, Joe"
"I live in a vacuum, I ain't coppin' no one."
Listen up, son
Everyone creating is a member of the family
Passing down genes and ideas in harmony
The players and the cynics might be thinking it's odd
But if you rewind the tape, we're all copying god
Copying god, copying god
Copying god, copying god
Add your own piece, but the puzzle is god's
Paying interest on the bills of late, but
I just can't seem to remember the dates
I lay low and turn off the lamps
Come on over, you can lick the stamps and
We could put together a portfolio and
Sing hallelujah in stereo
If we find a baby, let her into the hold, but
Keep the car running on molten gold
We got fever and there ain't no cure, girl
Take out insurance if you ain't too sure, girl
We do things that lovers do well
Never have to ever hear the rings of school bells
Plaid jeans, no cellular phone
All the time in the world, no twilight zone
My time is mine and they know they can't get it
J. B. told me you got to hit it and quit it
I'm never gonna go where you want me to go, 'cause
I got feelings that you just don't know and you can
Listen up if you want to hear
And if you can't stand it, then... right here
The name of the tune is Cool Hand Luke, 'cause
I got stripes on my pants and boots
In prison you could learn a lesson
From the analog to the hot box session
Listen
So many genres, so much brilliance. Jack White. Ice Station Zebra.
Punk, Jazz, Hip Hop, Rock and Roll...all meshed together in Boarding House Reach, an undeniably artistic album.
Hear me out, it ain't easy but I'll try to explain
Everything in the world gets labeled and named
A box, a rough definition, unavoidable
Who picked the label doesn't want to be responsible
Truth, you're the warden, here's the keys to the prison
You create your own box, you don't have to listen
To any of the label makers, printing your obituary
Here's an example
If Joe Blow says "Yo, you paint like Caravaggio"
You'll respond "No, that's an insult, Joe"
"I live in a vacuum, I ain't coppin' no one."
Listen up, son
Everyone creating is a member of the family
Passing down genes and ideas in harmony
The players and the cynics might be thinking it's odd
But if you rewind the tape, we're all copying god
Copying god, copying god
Copying god, copying god
Add your own piece, but the puzzle is god's
Paying interest on the bills of late, but
I just can't seem to remember the dates
I lay low and turn off the lamps
Come on over, you can lick the stamps and
We could put together a portfolio and
Sing hallelujah in stereo
If we find a baby, let her into the hold, but
Keep the car running on molten gold
We got fever and there ain't no cure, girl
Take out insurance if you ain't too sure, girl
We do things that lovers do well
Never have to ever hear the rings of school bells
Plaid jeans, no cellular phone
All the time in the world, no twilight zone
My time is mine and they know they can't get it
J. B. told me you got to hit it and quit it
I'm never gonna go where you want me to go, 'cause
I got feelings that you just don't know and you can
Listen up if you want to hear
And if you can't stand it, then... right here
The name of the tune is Cool Hand Luke, 'cause
I got stripes on my pants and boots
In prison you could learn a lesson
From the analog to the hot box session
Listen
October 9, 2020
Walk of Shame - New Lincoln Project
October 8, 2020
Fly Me To The Moon - Frank Sinatra
October 7, 2020
Paul McCartney: Chaos and Creation At Abbey Road
October 7, 2020
The Velvet Underground - After Hours
October 7, 2020
Traffic Hole in My Shoe (1967)
October 5, 2020
Trump's breathing seems labored...
October 5, 2020
The list is not complete in any way. I am getting tired of trying to think of all the things we have to remember. Feel free to help and flesh out the list...
Personally, I don't give a shit any more about Trump and his fucking sickness. It is what it is.
Real people deserve the same level of care that he got and if they do not get it, then FUCK THEM ALL.
In case we forget.
Children still in cages.
People still dying from COVID.
Millions of people unemployed.
Millions of people and families homeless due to losing homes caused by pandemic.
Millions of families and children are food insecure.
Rogue Department of Justice.
Secret Police on streets of cities kidnapping protesters.
Over 210,000 people dead from COVID.
Over 7 Million people infected with COVID.
Militant Right Wing Extremist on the streets carrying weapons activated and ready to fight.
Trump's Taxes show years of fraud and criminal conduct.
Trump compromised due to owing over 400 million to foreign interests.
Trump's sexual misconduct still in courts.
Trump's stoking racial tension, violence and possible civil war.
Trump's dismantling of the USPS
Trump's attempts and current calls for voter suppression.
Trump's disregard for science based caution in regards to COVID guidelines.
Trump's destruction of the economy.
Trump's attempt to dismantle the ADA during a pandemic.
Republicans hijacking the Supreme Court Nominee process and push through ACB
Edited to ADD; (My apologies for not including this from the start...)
Breonna Taylor
Rayshard Brooks
George Floyd
Daniel Prude
Attatiana Jefferson
And so many more who have been killed by police...so much grief.
ETC....
The list is not complete in any way. I am getting tired of trying to think of all the things we have to remember. Feel free to help and flesh out the list...
Personally, I don't give a shit any more about Trump and his fucking sickness. It is what it is.
Real people deserve the same level of care that he got and if they do not get it, then FUCK THEM ALL.
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