listening to Marguex at this very moment... Cowboy Junkies "Black-Eyed Man" Hey WER... sometimes I end up going where I've been... then where's it better to be?

ACCCCCCKKKKK! In the car, I just heard David Garza but the DJ called him Wes Cunningham... what's up with THAT?!?!??!

Wes was tryin' to get ahold of you any way he can but he didn't wanna be too obvious about it and that dj owes him a favor. Wes is like that, though, he just tries things over and over again that usually never work. He doesn't think them out first too well. The only contact David Garza had with him was that he passed Wes once in a post office, when Wes went in there to get help from one of the postal clerks with a flat tire. Wes doesn't have any cats. His left lung has a floor stand. His singing is induced by the interaction of magnetic fields all the way from Sedona. His mother had to regularly scoop up mud and rocks from down in the top of his opened-up cranium. He takes this drug that narrows his head and body, enough to make it possible for a heavily planned-on return trip to the womb by April. I probably shouldn't say any more, that's more information than we needed/wanted to know. Wes has an increased sensitivity to pot the more he smokes it. He uses his girlfriend's saliva to treat all his mouth and throat irritations. She, um, well he said in an interview that she would drop her pants if she was wearing smart casual trousers --- I mean he said she'd do that alot, like even when he wasn't looking, like even in public, like even when she was in motion walking along the darn sidewalk, downtown there where they live. He called it her "possum trot" --- I honestly have no idea why. I probably shouldn't really say any more, y'know.

sarah mclachlan 'angel'

"Hey WER... sometimes I end up going where I've been... then where's it better to be?" where you are "what's up with THAT?!?!??!" not sure, but it certaintly doesn't sound Twangy... and, to be topical, am listening to "Sweet Dreams" on the radio...

sinead lohan 'No Mermaid'

Enya

Too New-Agey for me, Stacy. Recently got Lucinda Williams' "Car Wheels on a Gravel Road" CD. She's one terrific songwriter. "Passionate Kisses" is probably her most well-known song (recorded by someone else). Also got "Mermaid Avenue" by Billy Bragg and Wilco. It deserves every rave review it gets. Woody Guthrie's daughter had a trunk full of songs her dad wrote that no one ever recorded, and she asked Bragg to do it, and he got Wilco to help him out.

Wilco was originally Uncle Tupelo and I used to see the religiously at the Lunch in Austin! old Enya's pretty damn soothing for me, I don't understand any of the words and just enjoy the slow, dreamy albeit random tempo. I saw Lucinda Williams at SXSW in '95 at Austin Music Hall... she opened for PoiDog and the then little known CAKE. Right now I'm listening to Angelique Kidjo's OREMI FAN-DAMN-TASTIC CD! (George, it's a pet peeve of mine when people spell my name wrong -- just so you know!)

jerry jeff 'contrary to ordinary'

Cartoon Network on the tv...

angelique kidjo (again!)

van morrison ('tupelo honey')

whirr of my computer...

Richard Scary's ABC video...

I LOVE Richard Scarry!

now how did I know that?

well, tunafish notwithstanding... we're soulmates!

I don't want to go into that, do I?

uh...

that's kinda what I thought...

uh...

*smile*

(glad you're smiling!)

this is just a strange topic for me...

and back to the topic... "Closing time" by (?)Semisonic

"Summertime" singing it to myself...

longing for the warmth?

actually I was singing it because it was so warm and sunny yesterday! It's kinda chilly and overcast today -- a CO rarity!

My stereo's dead. Don't know why (natural causes?). And I've got a CD in the tray that I can't get open. It's Dave Alvin's latest. He's a great songwriter, but I like him better when he rocks out, like with The Blasters. Fortunately, I have a jam box. But the CD on it doesn't work because I had it near an open window during a rainstorm and it got wet. But the cassette part works, and I've been listening to a Van Morrison tape I made. Been listening to it all weekend. Gonna listen to it again when I get home tonight.

listening to some bullshit techno crap on the jukebox (at an internet cafe, currently)... van morrison would be very nice just now

Stacey, hate ta break it to ya, but Liberty Lunch is being shut down by the evil bastards on the city council (they own the property). They made some sweetheart deal with a computer company to develop several city blocks downtown, and the Lunch is on one of them. The city council SAYS they'll help the Lunch relocate to another site, and they'd better not be lying or they'll have a revolution on their hands. For years there were stories of something like this happening because the city owns the lot, but it never happened because the Lunch has such a widespread following.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

Right now...I'm listening to Peter Gabriel's "Passion" CD, the soundtrack from the movie, "The Last Temptation of Christ"....so soooooothing....*sigh*

kinda like an audio back rub?

"Peter and the Wolf" here...the kids love it.

Angelique Kidjo here

I tape Austin City Limits off the radio here (they simulcast here). Listening to a tape I made a few years back. Cowboy Junkies, Joe Ely, Taj Mahal. Not together -- they're just all on the same casette.

fun fun! Ladysmith Black Mambazzo now

Sgt. Pepper's here.

and how is (s)he?

Neil Diamond!!!

awww... cracklin rosie get on board!!!

(Neil Diamond usually leaves me speechless, too, George...)

sweeeeet car-o-line (da da daaa)

Pardon me, I was retching.

Ha-ha! Do I dare mention what I'm listening to, then? (The Monkees)

woo woo!

Well, I just did listen to the Monkees two days ago, too. Ever really listened to the lyrics of their theme song? A smack in the face of every thinking person in the 1970ies, or just pure ignorance?

Hey, not everybody is trying to make a statement, huh? Some of their later tunes actually did run a little deeper ("Pleasant Valley Sunday", "Stepping Stone"), but mostly I think their attitude is the essence of bubblegum.

which, for whatever reason, does not belong in one's ears... (okay, well, at least mine for now...although accidents do happen!)

Autumn, hold it, por favor - I don't want to get stung in every topic I visit around here... "Hey, not everybody is trying to make a statement, huh?" - ok, so some people shine entertaining us, and keep it sense (or meaning)-free. I've got no problem with that (I just don't need to listen to everything, right?). Fun rulez ok and everything. I think. Well, sometimes I think so, if I get around to thinking. But let me ask you more specific again: Listen to the Monkee's Theme Song, what do you say about the lyrics? Is that fun? Is it insulting? What do you think? (Please excuse me, Anon, if I repeat this question. I really would like to know.)

oops...did I say something out of line again? (it has been known to happen...(unfortunately!))

Dear Autumn, I have reconsidered above case (Alexander vs. Monkees Theme). I am right, but so are you. You're even more right than I am. My original position was: Knowing the Monkees were a media projection created to generate cash flow from records and the TV show, that somebody had styled this the way it appeared. And think of the US at that time - divided by generational gaps, divided by differing positions on the Vietnam involvement, deeply stuck in cold-war mentalities and interventionism, all things not even the Apollo-program could cure by distracting the people. Parents hated kids, because they grew their hair long and talked back some still do), and kids hated parents, because the weren't with it. Enter the Monkees. The show's theme song had some lyrics that - to me - revealed their purpose at first sight (well, first hear, rather). [...] Hey hey, we're the Monkees People say we're monkeying 'round But we're to busy singing to put anybody down. [...] We're just trying to be friendly Come and watch us singing and play We're the young generation And we've got something to say. So, I thought, Hmh, they are like valium to the folks (more ninetyish would be e.g. "like prozac to the people"), just make everybody believe they are harmless. And they were. Imagine John Lennon or Dylan recording a line like "to busy singing to put anybody down". That's what lots of late-sixties, early-seventies artists were about, right? But surely not the Monkees, they are so occupied with being silly, they don't tell anybody anything but niceties. They wouldn't "put anybody" down, even if there were plenty targets. "Nice kids, let's take 'em to the local chapters barbecue on the weekend. Shit hairdo, though." Culturally and socially compatible. Next thing, they claim they are the young ones. "So, the next generation is like the Monkees? Why does my teenager then have a bad hairdo and an ugly attitude?" I figured, they served like a decoy, trying to suggest the kids aren't all talking back and getting new ideas, it's just your kid, that's not adapting well. To top it off, they claimed they had something to say. Couldn't have been much, if they also didn't want to put anybody down, right? So, they would fit right in, no matter what scene, what crowd. Friendly, well-adapted teenagers. I figured, they were supposed to show the kids that you have to be harmless and go along with all the crap that happens, because challenging it and asking questions and things would make you unpopular. And you'd not get on television. Better be happy and sweet with a bad haircut, than curious about the world and taking up causes and having a bad haircut. So. I thought they were pretty establishment-supporting media-brainwash to keep the kids in line. And very conservative. I was wrong. The Monkees (or who ever designed this media entity) were very much ahead of their time. They saying, yes, you can have fun in the sun (well, you can't today courtesy of skin cancer, I know, but it's just a figure of speech, ok?), frolic around and be foolish. And you can be friendly, not wanting to step on anybody's toes. And you can say things, and make-believe they are meaningful. Maybe they are not, maybe they are. That's not important. It's whether or not you feel great and wise if you say them, not if you are really great and wise. And it's about being humble and knowing one's limits, and not transgressing them too far. And maybe suffer gentle guidance well, without talking back. Strikes a chord? Yes, they were envisioning virtuous (maybe even virtual) communities like this here place. Where people goof around, be actually harmless and silly, and vent their thoughts. Prozac for the people? Maybe that, too. Maybe not. Maybe, if you only interact here at the Spring or in other virtu-ways, and don't do it in what people used to call the real world when we were young. Take causes to the street. Do something positive for people around you. For the place where you live (physically exist, that is). And this absolves the Monkees from everything brought against them in this trial. Defendant aquitted. What do you think, Autumn? And what are you listening to right now? Musically yours, Alexander. P.S.: The following lines from the Monkees Theme Song are dedicated in friendship to my favorite Alexander-watcher, TAAKAK (The Artist Also Known As Kitchen): Anytime or Anywhere Just look over your shoulder Guess who's standing there?

nicely put everyone... (woo woo ?!?!?! - just for Mr. Schuth who is mystified by my lack of letters...) *grin*

Thank you, Stacey! Oh, do I have a gift for you! Look here: http://www.spring.net/yapp-bin/restricted/read/collecting/1.39 You asked, how to type "�" or the like - just write "oe", counts the same. So what do you think about the Monkees Theme song? And please, DO call me ALexander...

Thank you, Stacey! Oh, do I have a gift for you! Look here: http://www.spring.net/yapp-bin/restricted/read/collecting/1.39 You asked, how to type "�" or the like - just write "oe", counts the same. So what do you think about the Monkees Theme song? And please, DO call me Alexander...

Who else thinks that Jim and Alexander are cousins? Just me? oh, well...

Sorry about the mishap. Transatlantic reload times are so long, I must have hit the submit key twice in my excitement. Wer, what Jim? Was that Woolcap, Stunted Singer or Guy-On-Drums-Looks-Like-The-Band-Is-Named-After-Him? If you are one of those people who still believe in horoscopes, though they are never lucky, please bear in mind that in the chinese horoscope, monkey is a fortious sign, one of wisdom and creativeness. Also, in chinese mythology, the monkey king Sun Wu kicks butt and bashes heads big time (also, he's immortal, sympathetic and takes care of his people). What a superstar!

they both have unique ideas that they're not afraid to share (or if they're afraid, they bite the bullet and share anyway) with the rest of us. kindred spirits perhaps? but, then again, aren't we all???

Stacey, help me! Who's Jim?

Leplep le Plep... he shows up every now and again to add wit and wisdom to our conversations and most importantly, to our virtual well-being... tis certainly a compliment to be considered a 'cousin' or kindred spirit to Mr. Plep

my sentiments exactly, my sm!!!

i just this guy off the streets over here in Austin, Texas who has instant rapport with allygaters i encourage 'em to take a swim from time to time in above-ground swimmin' pools but only if that crazy ol' nut grass first leads the way and i understood immediately when WER said that Autumn's got the crabs. me and Steve at Animal Planet like very much to wrassle a croc or ally(McBeal) or each other, whichever comes first. and he, Steve, does truly collect stuff offa Alligator Records. not me, though.....but.... pleased ta meetcha, there, Alexander. http://www.alligator.com/artists.html

cool!

Alexander, you have certainly given the Monkees' theme song a lot more thought than I ever did! I never would've read all that into it, how clever of you to dissect it the way you did. Imagine what you'd make of that song about the cake that got left out in the rain. I am in awe. Since you asked, right now I'm listening to "I need to praise you like I should..." (don't know the artist)

Why, Autumn, no need to praise me, I'm just doing my duty! ;=} Anyway, some people convincingly feigned being impressed, which somewhat amazes me, as I still don't really get what I meant. The important thing is maybe: watch what media feeds you, and decide if you like the taste. Do conscious evaluations of even minor things (one of my pasttimes is e.g. finding tv commercials that contradict themselves (or compromise the manufacturer's interests, at least). Still, if yall enjoyed it, I haven't lived in vain! Well, on the other topic, it's of course all about Diana's fears of losing grip on reality. The cake is a symbol for a meaningful relationship, that she destroyed out of ignorance and neglect. Actually, that's not her main thing, as she regrets most not having the recipe anymore to do the cake (= not knowing how to find another fool who'd fall for her easily). It's like "wouldn't have to cry about spilled milk, if I knew where to get more". Oh, what a great idea I have! To come back on that praising-issue, let me just play this 45 I have of the Cramps (last years single in RED vinyl!): "Like a Bad Girl Should..."

yes, I think that would be perfect background music...

(Glad you liked it, Wer! On the flip, it plays "I walked all Night", nice cover version.)