Day 745 Monday January 21, 2019 846 Days to Go
The band starts to play. The drummer is rapping out a beat and seems over energetic. The two guitarists are into it, no bass. The singer stands there. Where did he get that shirt? Whitish with long red streamer like pieces hanging down to below his bare midriff. There must be a shop for chic dilapidated look somewhere, probably West Hollywood. No cutout rectangular patches for these boys. Is it a guy? I think so. The singer opens his mouth. Big mouth, wow, nice teeth. I have no idea what he is saying. It’s inarticulate wailing, much like when Gretchen Wilson of Heart sings “Barracuda”. The only word I really understand is “Barracuda.” the rest is shrill screaming with a great beat. I love that song. This guy, (it is a guy I’ve determined), not so much. His guitarist to the right is way too energetic for the few chords he’s doing. But hey, I’ve heard of this band! It’s Greta van Fleet. They’re on Saturday Night Live and we don’t speed through them because, as they say in the vernacular, “They don’t suck.” Many have said they sound like Led Zeppelin, and they do. But it’s all like that one part of “Communication Breakdown” where Robert Plant goes screaming off. You gotta build to that, not start there. All there songs sound the same – kind of. I got the CD. Why? Because the girl in Barnes and Noble said, “They sound just like Led Zeppelin.” (The latest Rolling Stone says they are tired of the comparison.)
But it’s cool. It’s a band I know, playing on SNL. I’ve heard their music, have an opinion, and bought the CD. I rarely buy iTunes, but I have. The problem with iTunes is you don’t get any liner notes or cover art. I like to read about a new band, to look at the name of the song while it is playing.
“You’re old,” says my nephew.
“Shut up YLS,” I say.
(“You Little Sh*t”)
He loves it. Usually, he follows up with something like, “Was Led Zeppelin a band, back when the dinosaurs roamed the Earth?”
We are into our January “I can’t stand all the clutter. We have got to get rid of stuff” phase. And I hope to get to all those boxes that have junk in them and go through them. (Let’s not deal with the ones that have good stuff, okay?)
Currently, I am working on the first of three boxes of empty containers. You know, those containers you plan to use for leftovers? That container that looks real useful so you don’t throw it out? You rarely use it because you can’t find the top? If you do find the top it doesn’t fit on the bottom that you are holding so you give up, go out and buy more.
Before I loose steam I’m doing the cupboard with the jar lids and the empty glass preserve jars that we are going to use some day, but haven’t.
Did you see the Wolf Blood Moon? No? Ha, it was awesome. Maybe I picked up some energy from it. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve got Wolf Blood Moon energy coursing through my veins. Things are gonna change. I’m going to get organized. Yup. For sure. I feel it.
btw Hank Murphy sent me an little graphic. It says, since 1965 Republicans have been in power for 28 of those years and Dems for 25. The Republicans have racked up an impressive record, which I think is going to explode soon: 120 indictments, 89 convictions, 34 prison sentences. Versus the Dems rather paltry showing of 3 indictments, 1 conviction, and 1 prison sentence. (I don’t know if this includes the pardon sweet old treasonous Papa Bush gave to Ollie North and all those involved in Iran-Contra, but it is impressive.) I know, I know, “They do it too.” But ya gotta hand it to the party of white racist alternate fact maker uppers – They really know how to do it!
If you missed the Blood Moon never fear. I have the photo! Yes, I stood in the freezing cold for the shot. It was worth it. And Tony Romo? I love your announcing on football, but if you can’t take the time to look up what the Wolf Blood Moon is don’t act like some dumb jock and mumble “I don’t know. It a blood wolf or wolf blood or something moon.” Just shut the F up! Or – Idea? – Look it up before the game starts. Be curious. Hey, that’s gonna be my rap name “B Curious.” Yo Yo Yo.
I am the man,
With the plan.
Don’t need no direction,
Cause I’m going for indiscretion,
So what if it don’t make sense?
It’s my two cents.
AND YA GONNA B WAILING IN THE MIC
AHHHHH YAHHHHHHH EKKKKK
BARRACUDA!
Help me.
846 Days to Go (or not)
PS Super Wolf Blood Moon
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