Wednesday, May 27, 2009

I'm Getting OLD!

Well I got letter in the mail (yes, United States Postal System) addressed to me, a rare event for personal correspondence.

The return address was from a friend of mine in college who I have not seen in close to 10 years, but is on our not minuscule Christmas card list.

I was thinking "He must have procreated again."

Yes I did think "procreated"

No I'm not lying I did think "procreated".

But instead, I get a notice about a 40th birthday party. A surprise party at that.

Since only about 3 or 4 (being generous) people ready this and I doubt the birthday boy is one of them. So do not tell him about the party or you will spoil the surprise.

Well in college Johnny Cash was a favorite so today's selection in honor of the old man. And no his name is not Sue.

"A Boy Named Sue"

My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!


Song: A Boy Named Sue
Artist: Johnny Cash
Album: At San Quentin
Year: 1968


Thursday, May 21, 2009

Welcome to the Jungle

Well its close to time for me to call it a night.

I have spent the majority of the day outside, gardening and helping bale hay, a rather nice day overall.

I managed to enjoy semi mindless labor while gardening.

The physical exertion of tossing hay bales into the second story of two barns.

The ensuing allergic reactions.

The corresponding allergy medications.

The ensuing side effects of being all dopey and sleepy.

But enough about my day.

Lets go back a bit.
About 20 years in fact.
On an evening not too different from today.

Outside in the parking lot of the local high school after graduation.
(not my graduation but I was in the band so therefore went to them all to perform)

Loitering while waiting for all the parents to leave so we could get our cars out.

The discussions of who was having graduation parties and when and the all important where.
And if there were serving alcohol or if you had to bring your own.

In the background "Welcome to the Jungle ..."

WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE

Welcome to the jungle
We got fun 'n' games
We got everything you want
Honey we know the names
We are the people that can find
Whatever you may need
If you got the money honey
We got your disease


Chorus:


In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun n,n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,n,,n,n,,n knees, knees
I wanna watch you bleed


Welcome to the jungle
We take it day by day
If you want it you're gonna bleed
But it's the price you pay
And you're a very sexy girl
That's very hard to please
You can taste the bright lights
But you won't get them for free
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
I, I wanna hear you scream


Welcome to the jungle
It gets worse here everyday
Ya learn ta live like an animal
In the jungle where we play
If you got a hunger for what you see
You'll take it eventually
You can have anything you want
But you better not take it from me


Chorus


And when you're high you never
Ever want to come down, so down, so down, so down YEAH!


You know where you are
You're in the jungle baby
You're gonna die
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shu n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,,n knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Feel my, my, my serpentine
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your shun n,n,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,,n,n,,n.n, knees, knees
In the jungle
Welcome to the jungle
Watch it bring you to your
It's gonna bring you down!
Ha!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Take it Easy

Wow, its been a while since I posted here. Well I am fixing that issue right now.

I got to hear some great Eagles tunes at Donk's Theater, Virginia's Lil' Ole Opry, and it inspired me (after taking it easy for a while) to put something on here.

The music was good. One song in particular that I thought was amazing was "Seven Bridges Road" a four part harmony.

"Seven Bridges Road"

There are stars
In the Southern sky
Southward as you go
There is moonlight
And moss in the trees
Down the Seven Bridges Road

Now I have loved you like a baby
Like some lonesome child
And I have loved you in a tame way
And I have loved you wild

Sometimes there's a part of me
Has to turn from here and go
Running like a child from these warm stars
Down the Seven Bridges Road

There are stars in the Southern sky
And if ever you decide
You should go
There is a taste of time sweetened honey
Down the Seven Bridges Road


Song: Seven Bridges Road
Artist: Eagles
Album: Eagles - Their Greatest Hits 1971-1975
Year: 1980