You can find song (L) on album (R)
We are in Times of Stress, folks, and we may well see a return to people plundering much Booty. The zebra has lain down with the horse, after all, and the offspring, a Zorse, has lain down with the mule, and that offspring, a Morse, has lain down with the nighthawk, and that offspring, the Norse, has plundered much Booty, if you've read the Battle of Malden, and other Anglo Saxon texts, and not always because of brawn, rather, due to some dumb-ass king who painted himself blue, or at least his forebears did. "You may cross our isthmus," he said, and lo, cameth the Norse. Some of us may see winds today and some of us may see red skies and some of us may catch our favorite TV reality shows: Extreme Loss of Palling Around; Extreme Subpar Politician; Extreme Smiting by My God and Not Yours; Extreme IQ Disparity; and Extreme Weapons Amnesty. What should I make of a church bell that chimes at 10 past noon? Is there significance to a church bell chiming at ten past noon? I mean, if we allow bells to chime at 10 past noon, why not 18 past the hour or 23 before the hour or six before the hour? You can see, maybe, one or two of my cards: Order and/or disorder within structure and the comings and goings thereof. Stay tuned, please.
There are some Sonny sheet musics above. (Plural, I always say, where possible.) Note that "A" has some order and "B" does not. What comes third is a repetition, in the sense that there is a bitteen of order, yet, at the same time, it's not exactly the same as "A" -- therefore, Repetition and Change. Gerry Mulligan said, in Jazz Casual, that you can't have freedom without structure. Now I'm not gonna take a stance on that, one way or the other, but you should, perhaps, take a stance on that. The page is a field: We've all heard that one before. But the field is, thus, in charge, the whole of the field, that is. You can argue that the Universe is endless -- but you writing a poem or liking a song or plundering some Booty would, therefore, be structure within freedom. The spoon either right side up or backwards and your image either flipped or elongated -- structure within structure. Is there freedom within freedom? That, my friends, would require a lot of marijuana. Possibly an armed revolt, as well. But wait a minute, let's concentrate on structure: Would Endlessness qualify? Would idea? Would something like "consent" or "betrayal" or "fantasy" qualify as structure? The following applies to You: What kind of mender would you like to be? What kind of mender? What kind would you like to be?
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I can say this much: we've got the red skies here, and ash covering everything, and closed roads and restricted cell phone use, and 300,000 evacuated people, a whole country in fact that's either evacuated or in lockdown. That's what we've got.
Nutrition. Nutrition is structure within freedom. As in, how will I nutrify myself today? Or: do I cultivate my hair or my soul? Whiskey or water, whiskey or water, or smoke--on the water. That song fuckin' rocks.
Got all the smoke on the water you could want here in Southern California.
Well, we've also got some Work Release. More people out on Work Release than at any other time in human history. Work Release is not healthfoods but Nutrition is whereas red smoke is not healthfoods but some smoke is. BA
I've just been given Work Release for the whole week. What to do with time off when surrounded by a Ring of Fire? That's the question on my mind right now.
Johnny Cash apparently started a fire on a bird preserve -- that's what "Ring of Fire" is supposedly about.
Come on, man. You know what to do. You've got a front stoop and a 40 -- get to it, man. BA
The front stoop is covered in ash. Some of it is little bits of plastic wrap. From out of the sky.
stuff is burning that has never, in human history, ever burned before. eh? that's what's on yr stoop. ba
Indeed, if one should throw food, it should be useful to its target. What is one to do with raw eggsplatter? That's vandalism. Cauliflowering - that's giving. Salamiing - pure philanthropy.
Whatever it is, it is what food has been thrown plus ing'ing. Onioning. Casseroling. Dressinging. Indeedy. BA
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