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Dennis,
You've posted way too many times. Stop it. Get a life and do something that requires real human interaction, like getting in a bar fight or dating a nurse with purple shoes. And shave...you are MUCH too manly for me with that beard.
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| Thread: Happy Birthday, Jerry |
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No no no...I don't think I'm uncle Stonehill although I was very very upset that they didn't use the song "American Fast Food" on the soundtrack of "Super-Size Me". I felt like the song probably led to the making of the movie, or at least helped birth the idea in the writer's head. I know because that song has been around for a long time and I was listening to it back in the early 80's.
By the way, I also remember listening to Uncle Stonehill sing a song about turning 30 and then getting a phone call right before singing about his wife giving birth. It was a moving moment and made it difficult to concentrate when Jerry played his blue guitar.
"Near Sighted Girl and a Tital Wave". Wow, what an amazing song to see live. I miss that version of Daniel Amos, and I miss Jerry playing with them. It was like the Beatles before John and Paul decided to write without each other. Something greater than the whole. DA is still great mind you, even though Lennon is probably worm fodder. There's still hope though because Brian Wilson is touring again.
Last night I had clams. And oysters. If you like oysters, you MUST eat them with this concoction: a spoonful of horseradish, some ketchup, some cocktail sauce and a large dose of tabasco sauce (Louisiana hot sauce won't work). Mix it altogether and eat the seafood (peel and eat shrimp works well too). Mmmm...I love clams.
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| Thread: Press Release: New Band Name!! |
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The only way to complete this group is to include the Hagar Twins. You can't have a supergroup without Jim and John.
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| Thread: Happy Birthday, Jerry |
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No...heh...no....I'm not Tim, Jerry, Terry, Ed, Marty, Dave or anyone related to DA or the various other bands they are all connected to...well, not the OBVIOUS ones anyway. I DO however have a Sheriff's badge and some fur chaps that I constantly wear without anything else. The badge hurts but the chaps are nice.
And what's wrong with clams? I have an affinity for monopods, I'll tell you that...but I can't divulge their hallucenagenic affect any more than I can explain the taste of plaid. So as Don Henley would say, "You've been out riding fences for so long now" because you are lukewarm in your faith in me. You must believe, you MUST believe.
Now...I'm off to visit some shoe stores and collect some soles.
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| Thread: Happy Birthday, Jerry |
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Yes, Jerry is going to be 71 tomorrow.
We were young and close once. 70 years go by fast...very fast. Some years faster than the other, but I think that has something to do with the rotational velocity as you get taller and your head is further from the center of the earth.
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Jerry and I were close as children. I remember those days we spent in the barn picking hay out of each other's hair, wishing we had teeth, combing each other's back and talking about girls. Jerry liked brunettes, I liked plaid hair. My mother bought me a small, beginner guitar but it was stolen only to turn up on the early Daniel Amos albums. It was a blue tele with a bigsby...but I doubt it's worth much now...it's so old.
As we grew into our teens I lost touch with Jerry because he started dating what turned out to be a turnip. Jerry had no qualms about it though until prom, when the turnip looked horrible in a dress. Just to make it through the night, Jerry wore the dress and the turnip wore a tux. Apparently the night was a dud because, as Jerry finally figured out, the turnip was a bad conversationalist.
In college we lost touch completely. I kinded a love affair with a girl like no other...in that she was only a fantasy from an old Aldo Nova record. Jerry met Sharon and together they made music...not great music, but enough music to eventually make great music if you went through their catalog pulled out all the bad songs and put some Beatles tunes in there. But overall they were good - good to each other, good for each other and good alone when each other wasn't around.
But I digress.
Jerry can't post much now...he's in an old folks home. I think he's the cook or the janitor...someone who is highly visible and who deals out authority with a broom handle.
For me? I spent my 71st birthday (Novemeber) with a lovely lady who thought I was a spool.
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