Monday, April 20, 2015

ATF: Twofers II

This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Sgt. Pepper’s…/With a Little Help...
The Beatles
It was twenty years ago today
Sgt. Pepper taught the band to play
They've been going in and out of style
But they're guaranteed to raise a smile
So may I introduce to you
The act you've known for all these years
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

We're Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
We hope you will enjoy the show
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
Sit back and let the evening go
Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's lonely
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

It's wonderful to be here
It's certainly a thrill
You're such a lovely audience
We'd like to take you home with us
We'd love to take you home

I don't really want to stop the show
But I thought that you might like to know
That the singer's going to sing a song
And he wants you all to sing along
So let me introduce to you
The one and only Billy Shears
And Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

What would you think if I sang out of tune
Would you stand up and walk out on me
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key

Oh
I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm
I get high with a little help from my friends
Mmm
Gonna try with a little help from my friends

What do I do when my love is away
Does it worry you to be alone
How do I feel by the end of the day
Are you sad because you're on your own

No
I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm
Get high with a little help from my friends
Mmm
Gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody
I need somebody to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love

Would you believe in a love at first sight
Yes I'm certain that it happens all the time
What do you see when you turn out the light
I can't tell you but I know it's mine

Oh
I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm
Get high with a little help from my friends
Oh
I'm gonna try with a little help from my friends

Do you need anybody
I just need someone to love
Could it be anybody
I want somebody to love

Oh
I get by with a little help from my friends
Mmm
Gonna try with a little help from my friends
Oh
I get high with a little help from my friends
Yes
I get by with a little help from my friends
With a little help from my friends



Aquarius/Let the Sunshine In
The 5th Dimension
When the moon is in the Seventh House
And Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius
The Age of Aquarius
Aquarius
Aquarius

Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the minds true liberation
Aquarius
Aquarius

When the moon
When the moon
Is in the seventh house
And Jupiter
Jupiter
Aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars

This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius
Aquarius
Aquarius
Aquarius

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

Let the sun shine
Let the sun shine in
The sun
Shine in

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Sunday, April 19, 2015

A Sunday Drive

Back during our childhood, our parents would often load up my brother and me after Sunday morning church services for a leisurely drive around where we lived.  Even though we were seeing mostly familiar sights, it was still good to see them again, and this is why “A Sunday Drive” sounded about right for the name of a series revisiting familiar sites that are well worth seeing again and again.  The link below the image is to the site itself, and the image is linked to the post it was first included in here.







 








 Link: [Pixel Posts]



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Friday, April 17, 2015

Sites To See #432

The SOLE purpose of this series is to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as an endorsement, and I have included sites that I found rather disturbing.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.  Oh, and as of August 10, 2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word verification engaged.



 Link: [Hyde Xtra]










 Link: [JRandSue]







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Thursday, April 16, 2015

ATF: Southern Sundays

This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Sunday in the South
Shenandoah
Millworker houses lined up in a row
Another southern Sunday's mornin’ glow
Beneath the steeple all the people had begun
Shakin’ hands with the man who grips the Gospel gun
While in quiet prayer
The smell of dinner on the ground
Fills up the mornin’ air
Ain't nothin’ sweeter around

I can almost hear my mama pray
Oh Lord forgive us
When we doubt
Another sacred Sunday
In the south
Alright

A ragged rebel flag flies high above it all
Poppin’ in the wind like an angry cannon ball
Now the coals of history are cold and still
But they still smell the powder burnin’
And they probably always will
And on the old town square
Under the barber shop pole
They sit me up in the chair
When I was four years-old

I can almost hear my papa say
Won't you hold still son
Stop squirmin’ around
Another southern Sunday's
Comin' down

I can almost hear the old folks say
You made it big
One day you'll leave this town
Some other lazy Sunday
You'll be back around

I can feel the evenin’
Sun go down
And all the lights in the houses
One by one go out
Softly in the distance
Nothin’ stirs about
And the night is filled
With the sound of a whipporwill
On a Sunday
In the south
Alright

Just another Sunday
Just another Sunday
In the south
Oh another sacred Sunday
In the south
Just another Sunday
How I miss them old sweet Sundays
In the south
Another sacred Sunday
I can hear my mama callin’
In the south
Alright



Sunday Morning Coming Down
Johnny Cash
Well I woke up Sunday mornin’
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
So I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin’
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin’ with a can that he was kickin’
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken
And Lord it took me back to somethin’ that I'd lost
Somewhere somehow along the way

On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk
I'm wishin’ Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin’ in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin’ short of dyin’
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin’ city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin’ little girl that he was swingin’
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin’
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
And it echoed through the canyon
Like the disappearin’ dreams of yesterday

On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk
I'm wishin’ Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin’ in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin’ short of dyin’
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin’ city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

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Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Getteth Thou Jiggy



***NOTE***
Today is Arlynda and I’s 21st Wedding Anniversary.  Oh, and that was not me dancing (nor keeping time with my belly) in the video.

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Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Sites To See #431

The SOLE purpose of this series is to help call attention to sites that I think many would find most interesting—in one way or another.  Just to be clear, inclusion in this series is not necessarily meant as an endorsement, and I have included sites that I found rather disturbing.  The link below each image is to the site itself, and each image is linked to the particular post from which it was taken when applicable.  Please, go see for yourself.  Oh, and as of August 10, 2012, I will be no longer including sites that have auto-play and word verification engaged.

 Link: [Fly-Carpin]


 Link: [Focus]














 Link: [Hang Art]


Link: [HATTATT]

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Monday, April 13, 2015

ATF: Soul Sisters

This series will include as many of my all-time favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak).  Now, each one included in each edition will have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination, but they will not be numbered.  For I just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others.  So, this will not be a countdown, but if you are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter.  Besides, with no countdown, this could go on forever and ever!  Oh, and despite the fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make.  For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by nature.



Lady Marmalade
Patti LaBelle
Hey sister
Go sister
Soul sister
Go sister
Hey sister
Go sister
Soul sister
Go sister

He met Marmalade down in old New Orleans
Struttin' her stuff on the street
She said
Hello
Hey Joe
You wanna give it a go

Mmm
Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Da da
Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Here
Mocca chocolate
Ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi

He savored her cool while she freshened up
That boy drank all that magnolia wine
On the black satin sheets
Where he started to freak

Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Da da
Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Here
Mocca chocalata
Ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi

Seein’ her skin feelin’ silky smooth
Color of cafe au lait
Made the savage beast inside
Roarin’ ‘til it cried
More
More
More

Now he's at home doing 9 to 5
Livin’ his brave life of lies
But when he turns off to sleep
Old memories keep
More
More
More

Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Da da da
Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Here
Mocca chocolate
Ya ya
Creole Lady Marmalade

Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous couchez avec moi
Ce soir
Creole Lady Marmalade
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi
Ce soir
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi

Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya
Da da da
Gitchi gitchi
Ya ya ya ya



Think
Aretha Franklin
You’d better think
Think
Think about what you're tryin’ to do to me
Yeah think
Think think
Let your mind go
Let yourself be free

Let's go back
Let's go back
Let's go way on back
When I didn't even know you
You couldn't have been too much more than ten
I ain't no psychiatrist
I ain't no doctor with degree
It don't take too much high IQs
Ti see what you're doin’ to me

You’d better think
Think
Think about what you're tryin’ to do to me
Yeah think
Think think
Let your mind go
Let yourself be free

Oh freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Yeah freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Oh freedom

Hey
Think about it
You
Think about it

There ain't nothing you could ask I could answer you
But I won't
I won't
I was gonna change
But I'm not
To keep doin’ things I don't

Oh think
Think
Think about what you're tryin’ to do to me
Yeah think
Think think
Let your mind go
Let yourself be free

People walkin’ around everyday
Playin’ games that they can score
And I ain't gonna be the losin’ my way
Ah be careful you don't lose yours

Yeah think
Think
Think about what you're tryin’ to do to me
Yeah yeah yeah
Think think
Let your mind go
Let yourself be free

You need me
Need me
And I need you
Don't you know
Without each other
There ain't nothin’ people can do

Yeah yeah
Think about it
Think
What you’re tryin’ to do to me
‘Til the fall of night
Think about it right now

Oh freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Yeah freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom
Freedom

You
Think about it

There ain't nothin’ you could ask I could answer you
But I won't
I won't
I was gonna change
But I'm not
If you're doin’ things I don't

Hey think
Think
Think about what you're tryin’ to do to me
Yeah think
Think think
Let your mind go
Let yourself be free

You need me
Need me
And I need you
Don't you know
Without each other
There ain't nothin’ people can do

Yeah yeah
Think about me
What you’re tryin’ to do to me
‘Til the fall of night
Think about it baby

Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about it

Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about it

Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about it

Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about
What you’re doin’ to me
Think about it

You
Had
Better
Stop
And
Think
Before you think
Think

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