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Winter like a freight train

Cold like a poorly thought through government mandate.

Bitter fridgid

Cold wind and blizzards mean a lot of extra exercise.

Why doesn't someone write a surf song about snow shovelling?

Did I mention that I am not an expert on the subject, just a recent dabbler into the mythology of LA and the midnight city. Bough bough bough?



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The Wind and the Rain.

Nov 10, 2014


Off in the darkness
it was him there
waiting for that first blizzard
looking to buy a new snow shovel
Make sure he has pins for the snow blower
put some screws into the deck planks
Twelve guys working for three weeks straight,
new foundation, walls, roof.
That's down the street.
Blizzard leave us be till 
the new roof is upon the house


worrying.
It will all work out fine.
Everything is going to work out well
everything is going to be fine

you'll aways have a clean place to dine
and if your boss makes your life
a living hell
and the wind that you feel

brings a cold swell
of a raging gale

mop frozen in the pail

in the light of the moon
with a sound on the town of a train on the bend
of the rails with a giant noise
that always tugs at the souls
 those boys
and the night sounds like a fancy band
 with the thapp tap tap of the trains on the rail

of the shrieking of that distant train
like a symphony in the midnight.

Five trains screching at midnight.
and the blizzard is just for the ding a ling ling
to get the fear kicked out of the rain

to get the fear kicked out of the rain
you have to be a little insane
A small sense left in your brain
will make you get off of that train.

Was he the ding-a-ling?
That was the song he used to sing?
The bell it didn't ring well?

(Lynn Anderson has a song called 
Ding-a-ling which seems to be 
a fable concerning . . .
a real person.)

But is it really?
It's a 1970 tune and it's really kind
of rediculous like a lot of the
'Christmas' stuff was from that era.
But Christmas is important for commerce
and so pop muscians like to get out
some jingaling for so good will for their
listeners.

And sometimes the stuff has
vauge fables in it. Like the writer
of the song knows the story of
some one who was struggling with
sadness, the man who is just so slightly
seeming to be out of tune but . . .
really?

He becomes the children's favorite.
Sound like anyone familiar?

I'm not putting a name on this
because the story doesn't quite fit. 
It might have been some other
brillient musical trubidore
who is the subject of the fable?

I suppose if I research the song
I can find out some intereseting 
facts about it.

Oh, watching old Country tv from
Nashville, etc, circa 1969 is
very very very
. . . 
informative.

Watch and marvel at the crowd.

"I can have you replaced" she says
to the musician in the back.
"ha ha ha"






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The moon is always true, and always keeps a date it makes.

7:26 P.M. Nov 10, 2014



When people find Jesus
it is not Jesus 
who was lost.



All Year,

and till the end of time,

Celebrate the Living Christ!

Celebrate 
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   oh, sure
Oh , it's really you
    who else would I be?

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Praise the Lord!




He's not late on the rent.
He got the money you sent.

food in the cabinet
hot air from the heating vent.

Thank you.

Thanksgiving.

Praise the Lord!
                
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