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The White Album

After another careful yet throughly enjoyable listen last night, I must again rank the #WhiteAlbum as the #Beatles crowning glory. Unlike their previous album, the costumes were off. Yes, you can hear the band disintegrating, yet they were never off … Continue reading

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Left of U at Least

More out of left field crazy country lyrics: “It never made a profit so I give it out for free. It doesn’t matter either way that’s how it’s gonna be. In any case the fixing it is not all up … Continue reading

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Et Tu, Gen X

Everybody always says this generation is going to the dogs. Religion is dying, morality is dead, we live in a post truth society, our values and valued institutions are crumbling. Life will surely suck harder for those who follow us. Etc. Well, you reap what you sow, Gen X. Continue reading

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If N Then X Less Y

If you make sufficient contribution, you can choose your brand of execution.
In the long run, it’s not a solution, but right here and now it’s not so bad.

If you choose the preferred plan of action, letting those who wish it, satisfaction, you may find more driven to distraction by what you might get and what you have.

If you spin your wheels in such delusion, that may be your whole life’s contribution. Not that there need be any confusion: it’s your recipe, no substitutions.
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Make Life Musical

The goal is making life more musical. Sometimes that requires instruments. Sometimes those cost a whole lot of money. Sometimes not. Sometimes you can get a deal. Sometimes you make a deal. You get out of it what you put into it. Sometimes that’s money. Most of the time, it isn’t. Most of the time, if you’re lucky, any money at all changes hands.

Sometimes you have put in years of practice. Sometimes not so much. If you’re really, really lucky, you’ll seem like you must have done a lot of practicing, even if you never even wanted to do that. That’s just how it goes. Continue reading

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Sometimes It Matters

Sometimes the past parades itself
before the sun makes its appearance
in the tiny shrinking shadows of dawn
when the world is not yet awake.
In these times, the memories flood my mind
and overwhelm my sense of self.

Sometimes a thing explains itself:
each of us is somewhat self-contained,
our sense of purpose lost in pointless lyrics,
we seek out more than mere melody.
In these times, the songs we learn to sing
can be enough to get by. Continue reading

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Into the Shadows

My thoughts have run to darker shades of late.
I could always blame Daylight Savings time,
but that would sugar coat the thing. And fate
is usually too busy for sublime.

The world seems slightly cooler than it was,
but summertime has never been my scene.
So it’s not due to temperature. Because
it is that way, the way it’s always been. Continue reading

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