Journal, News, Guests by Jim Fitting
Taking Care of Business
You know, Bachman Turner Overdrive, that guy from Memphis? The lightning bolt pendant? Yeah that makes sense and I'm not some old coot leaning on the space bar and complaining about the good old days, mumbling something about respect...well that is at the top of my list and I do not need to check it twice. Because it is the CONTEMPT with which the powers at be treat us citizens that I would like to spell out. (and ain't it all in the name of TCB. ) White hose, powdered wig media make up, all of 'em. It goes pretty deep. Has there ever been a time when you felt those boys were looking out for you? For me, never. I am not in their demographic and they are just taking care of business.
9/11. Ha!
I know hindsight is 20/20 but from day one we have been treated like the enemy by this bunch. I can only hope that there is a Hummer full of karma headed for old Rove(r) ( his Texas Chihuahau and dogma too!)...
ah it's summer, don't put on your "I'm grumpy 'cuz your'e dopey" t-shirt and mope around the house. Fire up the grill and invite some healots over for some charred meat. It's a great excuse to sit around and pontificate about wine and piss off the neighbors with you band's 'adventurous' selection of cover songs. Well that's what I was shooting for a week ago Sunday. The sun came out and some old guy from a block away came to see what the fuss was about. So, I got no complaints.
Ha, we even slipped down to my favorite basement for a gig last Friday. It was chilly for an August night, but I like it like that 'cuz the humidity slows down the reeds. So it was full speed ahead for the White Freightliner and who's gonna do the drivin'? Madi Diaz came down and asked if we knew any Patty Griffin. heh heh heh... Then Ry explained how we all got to Memphis ( just taking care of business ). For a second or two I thought Sean wanted to play "Wildfire" which sounds a lot like windfall. (pshheeww!) Rose Cousins came down with her new Flatiron mandola and the other Rose. One sang "Queen Ann's Lace" the other " You can Dance". We were in hog heaven, like a "pig in a pen" ha ha ha! When Dinty started singing about some sashimi that was afraid of being eaten by some robots I had a sudden flash that I had forgotten my medication (now that I am getting letters from the AARP). Luckily KC at the bar explained that it was a Flaming Lips song ( as she handed me a vial of vitamin T)...
