i can blog from the gig again

and so i am doing it.

i was standing in line about to order soft serve ice cream, when i thought, "what if i asked for the chubby checker? what would he say?" of course, i wanted a twist, a vanilla/chocolate mix. but then, if i asked for it that way, everyone else would too. it would have had a fats domino effect.

my week off is coming soon. just have to get through 2 and a half more hours.

i haven't heard any more loud music since tuesday. hopefully, that was a fluke.

by the way, a coworker of mine just said he thought the who were much better than the beatles. but what of the guess who? guess who liked them? be my guest, christopher, and tell me. an american woman who shared her land, that's who.

pinko, on youtube, heard a tune from the other record that dolphy made with the latin jazz quintet, an extremely rare album. hint; the tune was recorded many years ago on the back of a garbage can. blakey said that when the tune got too old, he would play some younger ones. it was the first time he enjoyed a record session, although the tenent upstairs, told him "close the door, ham, your band is too loud."

tony bennett's version of "once upon a time." killer. van gogh, dig it, also on youtube. the still shot of him from the 70's is worth it by itself. also, his "if i ruled the world." amazing. dig how he holds the final note for at least 10 seconds. this man was a singer! he could sell a song. in a lesser man's hands, these songs would be trite, silly, but tony makes them real. no one could sing "once upon a time" and make you believe it like that. well, sinatra. but don't sleep on bennett. he was a monster.

it is actually evening now. the debs bio has been great, but it is scott nearing the end. what a man he was, steadfast in his socialist and anti-war views, even when it meant prison. we will not see his kind again.

just watched a twilight zone on youtube, the one where the store dummy over stays her break from her gig. rod serling is another guy that will not be replaced.

serling, bennett, debs.

there have been some decent crackers after all.

the only thing left for me is to put on the ritz. well, that's entertainment, but i prefer being alone together, and though it never was you, who cares? for no matter how long this has been going on, just you and just me are more than enough. (editors note...these last few lines are filled with looney tunes from judy garland's "that's entertainment" album.) i know i am a daffy bird to mention these songs, and while i realize no playboy bunny will be impressed with this knowledge, sometimes i have to pig out on puns, for the fact is, they are the elmer's glue that holds this whole goofy, mickey mouse operation together.

issan came back to visit. he graduated last year. the first thing he did was brag about his new car. the model? a nissan. issan drives a nissan. some of this shit you can't make up. then, he went into an intricate critique of the war on terror. that is some shit you can make up.

bring em home.

and try them for war crimes.