Alabama

well Neil Young is one of my particular favourite artists, and he didn't have too much good to say about it, but to hell with it, I'm a redneck at heart and all I want to do is eat barbecue (which I am about to do) and watch cars driving around a track (Nascar racing this afternoon anyone?) getting everything set up now, and ready for the gig tonight, which is the end of the current CC tour.. okay time for lunch.
until next time. peace

grumpy morning..

there's some sort of crazy violent, ill-conceived emotional shitstorm going on inside my head.. it's early and I'm more awake than I would like to be. add to that what seems like a 100% humidity at today's venue, down in the Deep South, and a lack of proper breakfast is making me cranky.

here's a poem I wrote the other day:
                       Casino
In from the rain,
living the dream.
It's all in vain
this dream's not real
Bright flashing lights,
Recycled air,
my wallet's tight
from drinking crappy beer
you seek a sign, maybe someone cares,
their smiles are fake, their hearts' not there
I'm out of cash
and out of luck
I suppose it's a good thing
I just don't give a fuck

a blog and verse

I love warm rain. I'd forgotten this until just now, since I haven't experienced it in a while. In North Carolina now, and the heavy, thundery sky that's been threatening all day finally let go.
The heavy warmth of the pelting rain
Soaks the trees and cleans the ground again
plasters my hair down on my scalp
and reminds me of summer skies

So that's about it. the only other experience of note to happen lately was a late-night shopping trip in the Bronx to a very seedy supermarket. originally it was a beer run, but became so much more, an adventure in itself, with humorous consequences, not least of which was me eating an 88c dinner. that tends to happen with late-night beer stops..

I also am very glad that Time Life have come up with a new compilation, and an infomercial to go with it. I was addicted to the infomercial for the "Superstars of Country" collection, but that was four years ago, and it was high time for a new one. I don't know if it's made it to Ireland yet, but saw one for a "Singers and Songwriters" collection, hosted by the band "America". many many good tunes.
so that's it. go out and play.
Until next time.
Peace.

relax, it's only a barbecue turkey drumstick

so the 1980s recently experienced a resurgence in popularity in the mainstream pop culture, fashion, music and hairstyles harking back to that unforgettable decade. I'm not too up to date on the way fashions go, but it seems that that has now gone by the wayside, to be replaced by... I don't know what? anyhow, this has not stopped me listening to my "101 Hits of the 80s" cds; or playing air drums along to big tunes, one of my favourites being "Born in the U.S.A." by the inimitable Bruce and the E Street Band. On a totally different note, we could have done without the rambling saxophone wailings of Kenny G, no matter what decade he produced them in...
and one of my favourite things about America is that you can get turkey at any time of year, not just at Christmas. however, their predilection to put barbecue sauce on things rather irritates me. not that I have anything against barbecue sauce, I just don't particularly want it on my turkey leg. keep it for the pulled pork. speaking of which, I know a really nice barbecue place in Talladega, Alabama called B&B Wings, just in case anyone happens to be near there anytime. I'm not sure where it is exactly, but there's a Wal-Mart across the road. Wal-Mart is an amazing shop. I really think that Wal-Mart deserves a blog of its own. I'm going to go on a trip to Wal-Mart over the next few days and then post about it. it can be an epic adventure in its own right.
until next time...
may you have the Midas Touch.
Dermo

first post. that's right.

okay, so I've never blogged before. I don't even know if that should be allowed to be used as a verb. for somebody who claims to be technologically retarded (I don't understand half of the shorthand applied by users of the internet) I have recently been trying to get up to date with these things. after Twitter, a blog seemed like a logical next step. but now I'm feeling like I'm writing a letter to no-one. or everyone. who can tell? anyhow, to start with I'll tell you all about how I managed to hit my head yesterday morning. in fact, I won't. but that could be the sort of thing I might post up here. suffice to say it hurt quite a bit, and I now have a bump there which is quite neatly disguised by my mass of unstyled hair. after a few drinks last night, and some late-night dining, it seemed like a good idea to go and wash my hair, as I'd been wearing a hat all night. needless to say, I had forgotten about the bump on my head, and once I started shampooing my scalp, I realised that it was still quite sore. I think the moral of this story should be: "don't write a blog after a heavy night's drinking."

on a lighter note, I have been listening to this song way more than I should over the last few days. maybe this'll help me get it out of my head.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x2G-DKOGFbc

and finally; I have no idea what I'll be blogging about, so hopefully that'll keep things interesting.