Posted on 11/14/2014 6:41:43 PM PST by Kathy in Alaska
He won’t be playing for a while, I’m afraid. (sigh)
Driving to Pendleton this morning. Waiting for the sun to come up. I get to stay on base tonight. I really wish I could climb the Reaper, it’s so beautiful at sunrise.
You Mount Mother F——r......I had to climb that back in 1980.
The Boar’s Head Carol, fun tune. Thanks much for all the tunes.
Oh WOW, Garfunkle’s, I Only Have Eyes for You, fabulous song, thanks.
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Sincere apologies everyone. I had to attend a somber event yesterday & truley thought I had posted the thread before I left the house!
It’s all Procon’s fault!
He was determined to beat me to the thread & he did! LOL
You’re forgiven...Hah, beat ya finally :-)
Sound up and enjoy this P-51 Mustang video and incredible music written by James Horner for The Horsemen Cometh.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7XmBE_4KFps
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Bah-Humbug!
What I want to know is the following:
Last week, or whenever it was, the whole country, except Arizona, turned back the clocks one hour! Why did you not start posting one hour sooner, huh? Well, HUH? ;-)
Thank you for the P-51 video.
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Here is a list of the songs in the Jukebox:
Artist/s - Song Names:
Dave Edmunds - I Hear You Knocking
Diana Krall - Devil May Care
Electric Light Orchestra - Boy Blue
Elvis Costello - Pump It Up
Eva Cassidy - Stormy Monday
Extreme - Get The Funk Out
George Benson And Boney James - Hypnotic
Ian Moore - Revelation
Iris Chacon - Caramelo Y Chocolate
Jeff Scott Soto - Rockin' Down The Highway
Jimmy Page And Robert Plant - Kashmir
Jorge Perez - Ordinary People
Jorge Perez - Piscinadona
Jorge Perez - Quince Nada
Jose Raul 'Lips' Morales - Sere Siempre Tu Amante
Jose Raul 'Lips' Morales - Sombras De Ayer
Jose Raul 'Lips' Morales - Te Espero En Panama
Larry McCray - Black Magic Woman
Lucky 7 Mambo - Por Falta De Comprension
Lucky 7 Mambo - Quien Sera
Paul Hardcastle And The Jazzmasters - Touch And Go
Pibo Marquez - Mambo
Pibo Marquez - Que Me Pasa
Pibo Marquez - Tambo Pazawinul
Salsa Plus - No Me Queda Mas
Salsa Plus - Onda
Salsa Plus - Preso
The Dave Matthews Band - Too Much
The J Geils Band - Ain't Nothing But A House Party
Willie Torres - Juana Peña
“Our drummer broke his foot!
Please pray for bobby...he didn’t need this.”
I hope and pray that your drummer heals quickly.
However, his situation reminded me of this: ( Being a percussionist, I can relate to it! ) ;-)
From Craigslist:
Looking for someone special who would kill my drummer for $100.00. Do not fear any negative consequences for this act. Any self-respecting law enforcement agency would gladly turn the other cheek once they hear this guy “play”.
I am tired of hearing his 70s style fills put in the wrong spot and ending one half beat early or late depending on how much he’s had to drink.
I am tired of him standing up behind his drums between songs, ripping his shirt off and flexing his muscles at wedding receptions where we were hired to play Air Supply, Carpenters, and Ann Murray songs because “Chicks dig the pecs, dude!”
I am tired of him showing up 20 minutes late for rehearsals then pouting until someone helps him load in his drums, then taking 30 minutes to set them up and needing a smoke break every 15 minutes, then wanting to leave early because “This chick is so fine, I can’t say no, and she knows record people dude, so it’s for the band.”
I am totally done with him calling me up at midnight to play me some durned jazz-fusion album from 1981, crying and saying how we shouldn’t have sold out to “The Man” and asking if I know anyone who can get him some weed knowing full well I smoked twice in 1969 and never touched it after that.
I am sick of him passing gas on stage where the drum mics pick it up and thinking this stuff is funny. I am tired of kicking off slow ballads at well under 80 bpm only to have them morph into the methamphetimine version of “Flight of the Bumble Bee”, because that’s the tempo he “feels” it at.
I am tired of having to carry jumper cables to the gig because “I must have left the dome light on again, dude,” instead of admitting his 84 Oldsmobile is a worn out piece of junk.
I am tired of him asking when he’s gonna get a drum solo. I am tired of paying his tab at restaurants because “That chick must have stolen my wallet man, but it was worth it “cause she was a phreak”.
I will not move my amp again so he can put another new cymbal on the stage, because “When we learn some fusion I’ll need this sound”.........please somebody kill this freak.
I can’t do it because he’s my brother and mom would be so angry even though she thinks the band would probably sound better, too.
Besides, if you are good at killing drummers, you could probably make a lot of money in this town.
And Don’t get me STARTED on the Bass Player!
LOL
Walked outside today to mail a letter. Br-r-r-r-r-r!
Hope you had a good night's rest.
Having a problem with global warming over there in the great Northwest?
Looking forward to tonight! ;-)
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