Ellen, truth is I hate recording (just want to play) so I vandalize it. This was done with a 1979 Guild guitar with dead strings (my label is Dead Strings) recorded on my phone, e mailed to laptop, downloaded then imported into the post. By the time it goes through all the digitals it sounds like crap. Embarrassing, but then I get to listen. The eerie thing: piece was created and copyrighted years before the covid pandemic.
Interesting. The song comes through despite the recording process.
My only question is why natural disasters and viruses are always 'she.' It makes me think the female is perceived as powerful, uncontrollable, frightening, or something along those lines. Although I like that it allows the lyrics to be interpreted in different ways, with the surprise at the end.
Ellen, I'm a guy! Unencumbered by the thought process. It's only normal to be attracted to the opposite sex. Not about to attempt re-imaging six million years of evolution.
Let me know how that goes. We happen to love women, worship them, protect them, provide for them (as they do for us). It's a great blessing we maybe should be proud of.
Good article considering they put down the beloved tictok squirrel today. When we were children we were always collecting stray animals. The pain of stepping on nails is what I remember. Or the occasional turtle clamped on my nose.
Ah, yes, poor Peanut, very unfortunate, conservative squirrel preemptively executed on suspicion of rabies, his masked compatriot, Fred the raccoon, also taken into custody, his whereabouts unknown, his human family privileged to a predawn raid complete with SWAT and frogmen ransacking their home, terrorizing the children and murdering their pets.
They stopped short of burning down their house and interning the parents, but that might be coming.
Great song!
Ellen, truth is I hate recording (just want to play) so I vandalize it. This was done with a 1979 Guild guitar with dead strings (my label is Dead Strings) recorded on my phone, e mailed to laptop, downloaded then imported into the post. By the time it goes through all the digitals it sounds like crap. Embarrassing, but then I get to listen. The eerie thing: piece was created and copyrighted years before the covid pandemic.
Interesting. The song comes through despite the recording process.
My only question is why natural disasters and viruses are always 'she.' It makes me think the female is perceived as powerful, uncontrollable, frightening, or something along those lines. Although I like that it allows the lyrics to be interpreted in different ways, with the surprise at the end.
Ellen, I'm a guy! Unencumbered by the thought process. It's only normal to be attracted to the opposite sex. Not about to attempt re-imaging six million years of evolution.
Hmm, not buying this argument of attraction = giving things girl names. But rather enjoying your statement about the male thought process!!!
Let me know how that goes. We happen to love women, worship them, protect them, provide for them (as they do for us). It's a great blessing we maybe should be proud of.
Country Wit and Wisdom: one working boy = the work of one boy, two working boys = the work of half a boy, three working boys = no work at all.
Good article considering they put down the beloved tictok squirrel today. When we were children we were always collecting stray animals. The pain of stepping on nails is what I remember. Or the occasional turtle clamped on my nose.
Ah, yes, poor Peanut, very unfortunate, conservative squirrel preemptively executed on suspicion of rabies, his masked compatriot, Fred the raccoon, also taken into custody, his whereabouts unknown, his human family privileged to a predawn raid complete with SWAT and frogmen ransacking their home, terrorizing the children and murdering their pets.
They stopped short of burning down their house and interning the parents, but that might be coming.
Time to revisit WORKS, June 8, 2024: https://open.substack.com/pub/daviddrayer/p/works-913?r=28bk2b&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web