That hard liquor place is a low down disgrace…

Woody2Because I can’t draw (or really perform any kind of art), made this with an online pic editor in homage to a flawed (like us all), but great man. Chose the title of this post from a Woodie Guthrie tune that I put on a mixtape CDr recently, Hard, Ain’t It Hard (this is an early version that was difficult to find on YT, he played several versions with different guys, old folk and blues guys used to change the lyrics on different recordings…I have this version on a rare French 7″, which coincidentally, when I asked the Guthrie Foundation about it they knew nothing and wanted me to donate it to them…hahahah). The song features a woman who’s in love with man who not only doesn’t love her but also shows other women more affection than he shows her. Woodie’s advice to her is to stay away from the bars and gambling as a means of coping with heartache. I personally used pitifully perceived heartache as an excuse to drink all the time, as a matter of fact, the sun rising in the morning was excuse enough. He’s talking about a bar as far as that hard liquor place, but for me that place was a state of mind, a way of life.


This more common version ominously opens with a different lyric…
“First time I seen my true love, he was walking by my door.
The last time I seen his false hearted smile, he’s dead on a cooling board.”

Homer runningSticking to that no whining and complaining thing, it’s all about easy livin’ baby, that’s what it’s ALL about or to steal lyrics from another famous song, and I’m talking about escaping bullshit not leaving a lover…
“You just slip out the back, Jack
Make a new plan, Stan
You don’t need to be coy, Roy
Just get yourself free
Hop on the bus, Gus
You don’t need to discuss much
Just drop off the key, Lee
And get yourself free”
It may not be reality on an everyday basis, but it’s something to strive for…ya know?

More than honored to be included on the thanx list for the new Unter den Linden 12″. It’s kinda funny to see my name included with all these Swedes, but I am after all the president of the Kansas chapter of the unofficial UDL Fan Club. Seriously thanx to Bjorn and the rest of the UDL gang not only for the mention but for continuing to create wonderful music…
UDL thanx
Once again, here’s one of the tunes (actually parts 1 & 2

For Shawn after our discussion about animation festivals back in the 80s…

No prob, dude

HRNo bitchin’ or whining on this one (no guarantees about the future, there’s too much to complain about, although you’d think after 50 years of off and on hardship on this fucking planet I would have learned to roll with the punches…que sera sera).  A few good things have com my way, so I’m going with that Tao.  Still have a plate load at work to take care of, I’m sure if you’re a working stiff, especially an office jerk, you know what I’m talking about.  Mon-Wed is going to be insane, but I’m off after that for four days and will kick that off on Thursday in Denver at Snoop Dogg and Ice Cube…yup (probably not your cup of tea, and not mine either, but these two are historic and I’m just going to see how much weed smoke a crowd like that can generate…hahahah).
weedheadBe like Phyllis…happy 4/20 to those who are inclined to celebrate…


My pal Darryl mentioned in a comment the idea of a “tin ear” or as it’s defined, a deafened or insensitive ear. After years of loud music and equipment my ears are deafened and my ears are insensitive to trying to duplicate any kind of rhythm (proven by my vocals). I think though that tin ear means that you have no love for music and you lack the sophistication to be able to appreciate music in it’s many forms. I sound like my 2nd favorite teacher in high school, the Spanish teacher, Mr. Laris (favorite was Mrs. Rineti, our wonderful debate teacher). He was a grumpy old man, but he loved art and music, and we spent a lot of the time in 4th year learning to appreciate Spanish and Latin American art. I learned how to feel and marvel at what was being said by a particular piece of a art, both visual and aural. It validated something I already had in me and had since the inutero days of my Mom dancing at Mediterranean clubs, love of music (although I still can’t carry tune). The Mummies can carry a tune though and are completely nutso when the do…

2019 Ed & BrianMy good pals Brian and Ed, 1/2 of Garden Weasel, the strings section, at Brian’s retirement form the Navy, after 23 years. Wish I could have been there but stoked that Ed made the connection up there.   Not bad for a guy with humble Humboldt beginnings as a mill workin’ man (love ya Bro)…

Like I said, no bitching and moaning on this one, and none today in the real world as far as I recall. God, I don’t know what to do with all the free time I’m gonna have. Took a couple days of work and went and saw Ice Cub and Snoop Dogg. Not my favorite but they are classic, they put their hearts into the music and I even recognized a few tunes, which helps. At Red Rocks outside of Denver which I do not recommend to old outta shape mofos like myself, fucking up and down hills and stairs, to gig and then of course, after it’s over, all the way back…but I’m not bitching, just recommending other venues for those of you like me. Today had the Granddaughters over to hang out and feast, and they got to ride our big gelding Doc. He was good with them and I was impressed enough with the girls that I think we can saddle him up and they can go for a proper ride. All in all a good Easter weekend and I still got Sunday, made me think of this song that I hadn’t listened to in quite some time, but did so recently…

Unter den Linden – Brackorna (pre-mix)

Taken from my YouTube post

“Huge thanx to my pal Björn for sending me this bad boy and blowing my mind (and doing you all a solid by letting me post it). It’s a powerful reminder that these guys can still do the darker side of that Swedish brand of rock/post-punk in a way that only UDL can. Makes me sick how underrated this band is/has been and I’m hoping that this attracts a few more followers. Keep an eye out for the 12” coming out in May 2019 and you can still get 2017’s “Vi Har Det Bra” from me at…
https://www.discogs.com/artist/762268-Unter-Den-Linden-2

Contact the band here…
https://www.facebook.com/UnterDenLinden.UDL/

…and thanx to the band for doing what you do, Nothing but happiness and success to you!”

Ш.☢.Ш. (May 28, 1949 – April 6, 1998)

plasmatics saxThink I’ve done several Wendy O./Plasmatics, but April 6th is her again and why not. One of a kind band, often imitated, never duplicated. Miss Williams burned bright there for a while, but after all was said and done, she put the exclamation point on the end of her own sentence by choosing to blow out the candle. Found this recently uploaded older vid that will probably be killed by the copyright thugs, so give it a gander soon-ish (or now)…

Repeat the sounding joy

2019 Me @ the CapitolMe in Topeka on Tuesday at an annual rally of sorts for the funding of Intellectual/Developmental Disability programs. This is the Governor’s faux desk, the one tourists get to see. I don’t know if these things do any good but it’s worth a try right? Every politician I’ve ever spoken to talks out of the side of their face, no evocation of trust for me, there’s just something about a person put in a position like that with this weird kind of bizzaro world social stimulation. They’re just puppets like we all are or are we Muppets…would Big Bird’s (imaginary) pal the Snuffleupagus be considered a Muppet?2019 Morris  My old pal Morris, yes, named after that Morris from the 70s 9 Lives commercials. With my 13th (2nd) wedding anniversary around the corner, it means he’s at least 14, not bad for an outside cat (although he did have his shots as a kitten and is a eunuch). He was supposed to be an inside cat but I think I shared the story of him not digging the indoors before. I don’t know how many cats we have now, but we’re working on getting them all fixed, especially the females.  It’s hard living for an outside cat on the farm, in case you city clickers didn’t know that…lots of predators (bobcats, owls, coyotes, snakes, etc.) and various diseases.  Hard livin’ for people nowadays too.

Was listening to this tune, the studio version with the Chuck D cameo, this morning on my ride to work (one of the first things I did when I got my beautiful truck, was have a decent, up to date, stereo put in…Bluetooth, USB, touch screen, etc.) It’s on the iPhone! from a mix tape I did a while back. When I got home today I decided to see if I could find a nice live version to watch…sure enough

“Country music isn’t nothing but three chords and the truth.” – Harlan Howard

Could say that sometimes about old timey hardcore punk as well. My pal Darryl mentioned the quote in passing, he enjoys it when he can find a little bit of music history I am unaware of. This young gal at Dollar General this morning, she’s the manager, was listening to country music (she’s always got music playing first thing when they open) and I mentioned this quote but she had never heard it. My life has been some what of a country song for the past couple of years, I guess since Mom died. Hasn’t stopped me though from looking for the light at the end of the tunnel. Remember Weebles from the 70s…”Weebles wobble but the don’t fall down.” We could learn a lot from the Weebles, who in fact can fall down but they don’t stay that way.  Killdozer said it best in one of their hits, “I’d rather die on my wobbly feet Than live on my scufflin’ knees”…
FUEver get that feeling that you’re cursed? You don’t have to be superstitious (although I am) to know what I’m talking about. Fucked, at the moment, might be another way of putting it. Again my pal Darryl had an interesting comment about being cursed…the 3rd verse of Joy to the World…

No more let sins and sorrows grow
nor thorns infest the ground:
he comes to make his blessings flow
far as the curse is found

So what is the “curse” here? A dictionary definition reads, “a solemn utterance intended to invoke a supernatural power to inflict harm or punishment on someone or something” or “an offensive word or phrase used to express anger or annoyance.”  If I am cursed it was definitely a solemn utterance…I like that, great name for an album.  Maybe it’s all kharma for my dharma (another good album name).  Or is it a reap what you sow kinda thing.  Regardless, I’m ready to let the good times roll, ya know and I will do whatever it takes…

My bro Brian is now retired from the navy after 20+ years and living way up north on the coast of Washington.  We were discussing radio stations as I have mentioned several times here that here in the sticks the selection is poor at best.  Him being way up there close to our brethren in Canada (I’d be there if it didn’t get so fucking cold), he has access to the Canadian stations and mentioned this band that was common on waves there, the Tragically Hip. This band had been huge in Canada for over three decades, release 15 albums (countless singles), but he had never heard of them and I had to admit my ignorance as well. I ongoingly try to educate myself musically but the reality is that there is a shit ton I haven’t heard. With this band it is also clear that Canada don’t give a fuck about you they got their own thing going. I gave the band several spins of various songs and found that their brand of rock was good at times. I didn’t like a lot of what I listened to, just didn’t float my boat, but there were a few that got the foot tapping. One of their first hits was Small Town Bringdown while one of their last was, Machine. Thanx Brian, for the tip (and good luck on this new phase of your Tao), This was their last show, Machine again (the singer died not too much later of the fucking cancer in the brain)…