IF YOU PRINT THIS POST OUT, AND THEN READ IT UPSIDE DOWN, WHILE DRINKING FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF YOUR COFFEE MUG, WITH YOUR LEFT FINGER PLUGGED INTO YOUR RIGHT EAR, YOU COULD POSSIBLY FIND A SATANIC MESSAGE … BUT I REALLY KIND OF DOUBT IT.
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As I have the headphones on, oldies but goodies playing in the deck, look out this could get a tad bit freaky. Perhaps it should come with some kind of visible warning like a pack of smokes?
Welcome to part II Today In Musak History, the story of the Sunny Acres Sunshine Band. We still have not located a saxaphone player for the band and that opening is still open. If you feel like you are qualified, please drop us a line at the usual locations.
Once again our main focus is: We are dedicated to the idea that old music is better, the Everly Brothers, “Kathy’s Clown” stuff like that ….. We think the main thrust for the Sunny Acres Sunshine Band should be massive dose’s of Vitamin E and older, more generational music. We expect our CD to be released soon, perhaps to be in line or direct competition with Joe The Plumber.
After sitting back and watching not one, but both of the parties respective political conventions, I do believe that I can now declare that my mind is similar to or conditioned somewhat like a steel trap. Rusted shut and illegal in thirty-seven states! Not only were the speeches and the oratories horrible, but the music wasn’t much better either. I can also conclude that neither the Democrats nor the Republicans have any working knowledge of Rock Music.
That they could in fact, possibly have a “tin ear” for both rock and pop music.
Without a shadow of a doubt, it is apparent that no one in either party, pays attention to the lyrics of rock songs. Perhaps we should take time to search for the rainbow in all of this, the fact that they have not yet discovered “Hip Hop or Rap Music” to round out their respective music repertoires.
Tuning in each night to savor the festivities, there was this guy (I think his name was Lenny Kravitz or something like that) on stage jamming with his cohorts. But he was not performing any old standard for the Democrats in the room. He seemed to be attempting to play “American Woman” by Guess Who? For those of you to young to remember, to old to have noticed, “American Woman” begins on a note of early ’70 romanticism and goes something like this:
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, Mama, let me be
Don’t come a-hangin around my door
I don’t wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin’ old with you
Which come to think of it, would make a pretty good anthem for my first marriage? But then since the Guess Who were Canadian, a little rancor toward Canada’s neighbor to the south is introduced, not so subtly:
I don’t need your war machines
I don’t need your ghetto scenes
Colored lights can hypnotize
Sparkle some else’s eyes.
Interesting lyric’s and still timeless, even now, symbolic of its time. How appropriate for a gathering of American citizens soliciting votes for their next president. Now close your eyes and see if you can see Hillary or Michelle for that matter, bouncing across the stage …
American woman, stay away from me, American woman, Mama let me be … Kind of scary. Don’t get me wrong, I am all for a woman president, I am not sexist. Often I think about them in the role of Chief Executive:
Thermo-nuclear Holocaust, Free Trade, Open Borders, Immigration …… No problem. But what if they see a spider … Then what … I guess that is where Barack or Biden comes in?
If you play sax, we need ya … do it today.