Tunes on Tuesday ~ The Question
I’m not looking for an answer, I’m looking for a miracle.
Since I wrote a post; Questions and Answers this morning, this tune has been running through my head.
It’s the Moody Blues.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
this picture is about as Moody and Blue as I could find in my library
Songs on Saturday ~ Substitute
A substitute is only ever second-best.
Some of the time I feel as though I’m a substitute for someone else. There is no substitute for true friendship or real love. Sadly, some think alcohol-fueled casual sex is the same thing.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
she’s either getting drunk,
or looking for sex with a substitute for her regular partner,
or both.
Travelling Music ~ Barbados
Beaches, Surf, Sun, and Fabulous Food, make a great vacation!
This Friday I head off for the USA on an extended vacation ~ two of the most important things for me to take on vacation are a great book, and some cool recorded music. I have the book; Isaac Asimov’s Extraterrestrial Civilizations, and this is one of my favourite holiday songs.
Some say the West Indies are all about Cricket, Rum, and Sun. And that Bridgetown is full of older American women. All I know is that you don’t go there in July, August, or September.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Marijuana is popular in the Windies,
and in California.
Songs on Saturday ~ Piano Man
Booze is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.
I’m English, but I’ve spent time in bars in most of the major cities in Europe and the United States. You know that you’re spreading it a little widely when you walk into a bar in say ~ New York, just off Madison Avenue, and the barman knows immediately that you drink a stirred vodka martini, or several.
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I’ve spent far too much time in bars exactly like the one in this song, except there was usually a slightly inebriated woman sitting at the bar trying to get picked up for casual sex. Sad really. And the piano man was never as good as Billy Joel.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
I don’t pick up women in bars,
and I don’t have casual sex.
Songs on Saturday ~ Airport
You can’t buy happiness, but you can buy a plane ticket.
I’m going on a trip soon, during which I’ll pass through a half-dozen airports; Newcastle, Heathrow, Chicago, John Wayne, Phoenix, and Dallas / Fort Worth. Isn’t John Wayne such a cool name for an airport?
Airports exist outside of normal time and space ~ airport bars doubly so.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
it’s always dawn somewhere
Songs on Saturday ~ Coldplay
If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, and try again.
This song says something important to me right now.
You cannot change anyone, unless they want to change.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
some men think that there’s more than one way to fix a woman
Songs on Saturday ~ Sugar Me
You catch more monkeys with sugar than with vinegar.
This song takes me all the way back to my staid and honest younger days. Sadly, I never did have a misspent youth ~ not even in swinging 70’s London.
Lynsey wrote this song for Peter Noone, and only recorded it herself at the urging of her then boyfriend Dudley Moore. Back in the day Lynsey was very much part of the swinging London scene ~ minis and all.
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
the all-conquering mini cooper
Tunes on Tuesday ~ Avalon
The Isle of Avalon ~ the legendary location of Camelot.
Avalon is also where the Sword Excalibur was born.
Somehow, this song is calling out to me today
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Tunes on Tuesday ~ The Great Escape
The past is for learning from and letting go. You can’t revisit it. It vanishes. ~ Adele Parks
Englishmen pf a certain age all have a similar list of their 5 favourite films, and in particular the theme tunes that go with them. This is in my top five.
Many times I’ve wanted to get on a 500cc Triumph and just escape.
All really great motorcycles are British Iron.
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jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
Steve McQueen always rode a Triumph
Songs on Saturday ~ Pink Floyd
There is not a second of my day that I don’t miss her
Going on vacation without her will not be unadulterated pleasure.
jack collier
jackcollier7@talktalk.net
but it will be much better than being in England
