{VERSE 1}
Picture yourself in a boat on a river,
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies.
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly,
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

Cellophane flowers of yellow and green,
Towering over your head.
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes,
And she's gone.

{CHORUS}
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Lucy in the sky with diamonds,
Ah... Ah...

{VERSE 2}
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain,
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies.
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers,
That grow so incredibly high.

Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you're gone.

{CHORUS}

Picture yourself on a train in a station,
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties.
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile,
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes.

{CHORUS REPEATED AND FADED}



:)

Walking Down the Street

I was hanging out with a buddy today, just like some old times (yes, I am now old enough to have old times) and one my ride home a song popped into my head. One from some very old times, that I used to sing while I swang.

Here we come
Walking down the street
We get the funniest looks from
Everyone we meet.

Hey, hey we're the Monkees,
and people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing,
to put anybody down.

We go wherever we want to,
Do what we like to do.
We don't have time to get restless,
There's always something new.

Hey, hey we're the Monkees,
and people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing,
to put anybody down.

We're just trying to be friendly,
Come watch us sing and play.
We're the young generation,
And we got something to say.

Hey, hey we're the Monkees,
You never know where we'll be found.
So you'd better get ready,
We may be comin to your town.

Hey, hey we're the Monkees,
and people say we monkey around.
But we're too busy singing,
to put anybody down.

That's Right it's THE MONKEES. I got that word wrong on my spelling tests until high school.

Song: (theme from) Monkees
Artist: Monkees
Album: Monkees
Year: 1966

Im Back in the Saddle Again

After an eternity (actually only a few days) without a computer I am back. Now that I am back I think that some Aerosmith is appropriate for my return.

(chorus)
Im back
Im back in the saddle again
Im back
Im back in the saddle again

Ridin into town alone
By the light of the moon
Im looking for ol sukie jones
She crazy horse saloon
Barkeep gimme a drink
Thats when she caught my eye
She turned to give me a wink
That make a grown man cry

(chorus)

Come easy, go easy
All right until the rising sun
Im calling all the shots tonight
Im like a loaded gun
Peelin off my boots and chaps
Im saddle sore
Four bits gets you time in the racks
I scream for more
Fools gold out of their mines
The girls are soaking wet
Not tounges drier than mine
Ill come when I get back

Im back in the saddle again
Im back
Im back in the saddle again
Im riding, Im loading up my pistol
Im riding, I really got a fistful
Im riding, Im shining up my saddle
Im riding, this snake is gonna rattle

(chorus)

Ridin high
Ridin high
Ridin high already

Song: Back in the Saddle
Artist: Aerosmith
Album: Rocks
Year: 1976

Crashing Easy Street

Alright, it's a little late, but I thought I'd post about Easy Street .  

The robot and I accidentally crashed their Grand Opening (according to the girl outside) and I have a few observations, particularly about plumbing but of course at an overall high-level as well. 

As you Richmonders know, ES has been closed for some time, and wild speculation about "becoming an Applebee's" has spawned as a result* and other such wild internetty notions.  You may also know that things in Richmond take on average about three times longer than anywhere else in the world (per the robot, and I tend to agree to a point.)

In summary I'm here to tell you this:  Easy Street is back and better than ever.  There's still a swag of art-deco going on, and that's a good thing because frankly, I miss the whole 3rd Street Diner schtick from my college days, so any arty throwback motif (short of Silver Diner abhorrence) is bound to get my interest at some level. 

Anyway... all intoxiation aside... the song stuck in my head.  I discovered it on a Paste Magazine CD some time back and it always puts a strut in my step, not unlike the resulting mood after visiting neo-Easy Street. 

Oh yes, the plumbing.  Val Catrow at RVAnews suggested blogging about the state of affairs on the bathroom/plumbing front, and it so happens that the robot is a plumbing and construction expert.  (The first rule of plumbing, by the way, is "s--- flows downhill.)  I screened the bathroom and he followed up... we consulted a couple of lovely ladies about the other facilities:  our conclusions?   Well.  Let's see... things have been updated since prior-Easy Street x.x but there is just a little bit of followup in terms of trim and such that needs to be completed... but I mean, really, this was the unofficial Grand Opening as far as we understood/were concerned so I move that we let things slide. 

Fun times, fun place, and I'm pretty psyched to see the doors back open, in summary.

Now:   the song stuck in my head. 

I'm going to go with a deep cut:  Strawberry Street by some woman I'm about to Google that I heard on a Paste Magazine soundtrack.  It gets me in a bouncy Richmond sort of mood, which about sums up my current mindset.  I'll post the artist and lyrics when I have time to dig for them.  

In the meantime, Strawberry Fields Forever will have to do.  You know the artist.  Hint:  it's not the Rolling Stones.

Thank you Good Lord for showing us the path back to Easy Street, a place where we fan-side people all desparately need to go right about know (funk soul brothers/check it out now).

-ZtoTheM (look me up on blip.fm as KtotheYtotheLOS!)