#SLS

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/09/26/children-of-the-same-parent/

He Ain’t Heavy, He’s My Brother

The Hollies

The road is long
With many a winding turn
That leads us to who knows where
Who knows where
But I’m strong
Strong enough to carry him
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother

So on we go
His welfare is of my concern
No burden is he to bear
We’ll get thereFor I know
He would not encumber me
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother

If I’m laden at all
I’m laden with sadness
That everyone’s heart
Isn’t filled with the gladness
Of love for one another

It’s a long, long road
From which there is no return
While we’re on the way to there
Why not shareAnd the load
Doesn’t weigh me down at all
He ain’t heavy he’s my brother

He’s my brother
He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother, he ain’t heavy

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Bob Russell / Bobby Scott

Oops my original post wasn’t what Jim was looking for in the prompt. I didn’t have enough coffee, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.

The Hollies are a British rock group best known for their distinctive three-part vocal harmony style. The band originally was formed by Alan Clarke and Graham Nash who were childhood buds. But Nash left six years later to form Crosby, Stills and Nash.

There are different stories on how the group was named . I like the one that says it was a tribute to Buddy Holly.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hollies

#SLS- Siblings and # 30 Day Album Challenge- Song from Childhood

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2020/09/26/children-of-the-same-parent/

https://sandmanjazz.wordpress.com/2020/09/27/30-day-album-challenge-day-27/

Thank you Jim and Sandman

Siblings huh? The Carpenters immediately came to mind for me.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Carpenters

Karen and Richard’s voice’s together were exceptional but like many artists during that time they struggled. Richard with Quaaludes and Karen with anorexia nervosa. Musicians didn’t have easy, the stress was ludicrous. I’m sure some of it was self inflicted but they weren’t alone.

“Herb Alpert asked Richard to re-work a Bacharach/David song “(They Long to Be) Close to You“, which had first been recorded in 1963 by Richard Chamberlain, and Dionne Warwick the following year. Richard Carpenter decided the song would work as a standalone piece, and wrote an arrangement from scratch without being influenced by any earlier recordings.” ~ wiki link is posted above.

I’ve heard Chamberlain and Warwick’s version, I prefer the Carpenter’s version. Same as I prefer their version We’ve Only Just Begun.

I never understood at the time why the album A Kind of Hush wasn’t certified Platinum. I thought it was an awesome album. Though I did prefer Herman Hermit’s original version A Kind of Hush Allover the World Karen did an exceptional cover.

My two ultimate favorite songs were Only Yesterday and Rainy Days and Monday.

After long enough of being alone
Everyone must face their share of loneliness
In my own time, nobody knew
The pain I was goin’ through
And waitin’ was all my heart could do

Hope was all I had until you came
Maybe you can’t see how much you mean to me
You were the dawn breaking the night
The promise of mornin’ light
Filling the world surroundin’ me
When I hold you

Baby, baby, feels like maybe
Things will be all right
Baby, baby, your love’s made me
Free as a song, singin’ forever

Only yesterday when I was sad and I was lonely
You showed me the way to leave the past and all its tears behind me
Tomorrow maybe even brighter than today
Since I threw my sadness away
Only yesterday

I have found my home here in your arms
Nowhere else on earth I’d really rather be
Life waits for us, share it with me
The best is about to be
And so much is left for us to see
When I hold you

Baby, baby, feels like maybe
Things will be all right
Baby, baby, your love’s made me
Free as a song, singin’ forever

Only yesterday when I was sad and I was lonely
You showed me the way to leave the past and all its tears behind me
Tomorrow maybe even brighter than today
Since I threw my sadness away
Only yesterday (only yesterday, only yesterday)

Only yesterday when I was sad and I was lonely
You showed me the way to leave the past and all its tears behind me

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Bettis / Richard Carpenter

Only Yesterday lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit
Nothin’ ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

What I’ve got they used to call the blues
Nothin’ is really wrong
Feelin’ like I don’t belong
Walkin’ around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me (the one who loves me)

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out (talk it out)
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down

Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do (only thing to do)
Run and find the one who loves me

What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get
Me down

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Paul H. Williams / Roger S. Nichols

Rainy Days and Mondays lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

#SOC- container

https://lindaghill.com/category/stream-of-consciousness-saturday/

Container gardening is what I do in New Jersey to grow my herbs and veggies. In spite of the warmer than normal temperatures and the blasted squirrels we’ve had a productive growing season. The squirrels are a nuisance when it comes to letting things ripen naturally on the vine. I’m always having to pick ahead of time because they steal the fruit or veggies when their perfect.

I was hoping that they wouldn’t be as prominent in Las Vegas as they are here but unfortunately that’s not the case. They’re a nuisance there as well. GRRRRR

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A friend was commenting on my Halloween decorations. She thought they were pretty but didn’t envy the packing them away after. The good news is they actually fit into 6 rubbermaid containers nicely. I chose the rubbermaid containers to discourage spiders and mice from nesting when everything goes in the crawl space. Now you’re probably thinking mice will chew plastic. Yes, this is true but I saturate lots of cotton balls with peppermint oil and promptly seal the containers. When I unpack each year, there’s a faint trace of peppermint left with my decorations. I know that a lot of sources note that peppermint oil isn’t effective but it has worked very well with my containers especially since there’s no food source either for them.

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I read today to discourage mosquitoes, ticks, spiders from getting on your skin to wear Vicks around your ankles, wrists, and neck. I’m curious if putting open containers of Vick’s with my decorations as well would also be helpful once I put everything in storage when we move. It would take longer to dry out. Eucalyptus oil, cedar leaf oil, nutmeg oil, petrolatum, thymol and turpentine oil and adding peppermint oil to mix for good measure. I’m going to give it a try, I don’t care if my decorations gain an interesting new aroma when I unpack them again.

Finally, there seems to be song about everything on YouTube.

#Share Your World

https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2020/09/21/share-your-world-hp-9-21-2020/

Thank you Roger and Melanie

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Have you ever driven the wrong way on a one-way street? How did this come about?

Actually, this is a very amusing story from my school bus driving days. I had driven the wrestling team to an event and after the event we were going to McDonald’s to feed some starving young men. Not many choices at 10:45pm at night in Maine. The coach said, he knew how to get there so I followed his instructions until the oops moment. He said, it’s right up the street. Yup, it was but that street was one way. I said, “I can’t go up that street, it’s one way.” The coach said, “if we don’t hurry up the place will close before we get up. It closes at 11pm.” I insisted I couldn’t, which got a slew of angry boys complaining. The coach said,” come on, no one will know.” “Fine, and I went … knowing this was a really bad idea.” It was. There was a state police cruiser with an officer at the McDonald’s as I came out of the street. The boys rushed inside McDonald’s with six minutes to spare. The coach said, I got this to me as I was digging for my wallet to get my license. I look up to see the state trooper and the coach laughing like old friends.

I got out of the bus and went to hand my license and insurance card to the officer but he waved it away. “No worries, Mike, assured me you came up this street at his insistence.” I nodded.

“For future reference turn on Gilmore and you won’t have to drive up a one-way street.”

“Thank you”. The men shook hands and the officer got in the car. I asked Mike (the coach) how he knew the officer as we were going inside McDonald’s?

“We work together. When I’m not coaching, I’m Detective Mitchell.”

Under my breath, since I was still on the clock, I called the coach a BASTARD.

As a kid, did you ever decide to run away? Did you have a plan? Take a pet? Sandwiches?

I got punished for something my brother did when I was ten years old. I told my mother I hated her and I was going to run away. She said, I had to go the same way I came in this world. Fine, in the morning I went out the door naked as the day I was born. I walked up the street, not having any plan other than I was going. A police officer picked me, gave me a blanket and took me to the station. One of the other officers gave me tee-shirt to wear that covered me like a baggy dress. Another brought me chocolate milk and a donut. This wasn’t so bad and they actually listened to what I had to say. All hell broke loose however once my mother got me back home and I was punished again. But this time she locked me in my room.

You suddenly found you have a hidden talent for playing a musical instrument. What musical instrument do you hope that accompanies your talent? Any particular song?

I’m particularly fond of the sound of a cello, Hauser makes it sound so beautiful. There is something special about the sound of Cello that stirs the soul. Alone, Together is a lovely example.

Do you accessorize with jewelry? There was an opal necklace (cursed) and Slytherin’s locket (also cursed) in the Potter story. Have you had any heirloom jewelry passed down through the generations? Is it more ‘keepsake’ or do you wear it on occasion? (Hopefully, yours was not cursed?)

I’ve gone through spells when I wore jewelry that would give any gypsy a run for her looks. And other times, I wear almost none. I have my grandmother’s necklace, I don’t wear it very often. I’m scared I’ll lose it. My granddaughters will be receiving all of my jewelry when I pass.

Melanie’s Ordinary Muggle Questions:

What ingredients go into YOUR favorite salad?

Red leaf lettuce, kale, spinach, endive, cucumbers, celery, apples and pears, walnuts, and sharp cheese. If I don’t have fruit than tomatoes and radishes.

If you care to, share something that really irritates you.

When a person says their ready any time you are but than you have to sit and wait an hour for them. GRRRRRR

What are your favorite ‘lounging around the house’ items of clothing?  Now that a lot of people ‘lounge around the house’ waiting for the all clear in respect to Covid being shown the door, have those lounging items changed?

I’ve always worn a comfy bathrobe before covid and during covid. I putter around the house then shower and dress for the day. Why ruin nice clothes?

GRATITUDE (as always this is optional) I’m grateful that I have people to love in my life and I’m loved in return. I’m blessed to have awesome fur babies.


Maine

#FOWC

make (something) clear; explain, interpret

“work such as theirs will help to elucidate this matter”

to make lucid or clear; throw light upon; explain an explanation that elucidated his recent strange behavior.

to provide clarification; explain.

Phoenix © 

Oh Lilac, your shroud of icy blue
will not hold me in this
despondent battle of owlish wills.
My icepick will shred, shatter
your waxed heart’s polished gleam.
The heady reek of infidelity flashes
on a roller coaster of emotional warfare.
My seeping rage won’t fade or sleep
Nor can you elucidate this stolen base
In this lavender sea of grief.
Oh Lilac, embrace me with your septic aroma
smother me with your bubbly personality.
Don’t let the stench of failure claim
us in this shroud of icy blue.
Face our imperfections head on,
Scream away the blues, reach for
the glittering diamonds in the sky.
Like I reached for you, my precious bud
when everything around me said flee.
I saw that fragile glimmer when you
let your un-waxed heart show
how lovely a Lilac could be.
My icepick will shred, shatter
the last shroud of blue,.

#30 Day Challenge 2000’s

https://sandmanjazz.wordpress.com/2020/09/25/30-day-album-challenge-day-25/

“One of rock’s great voices meets one of country’s great voices, tackling an inspired, roots-minded songbook with sonic guru T-Bone Burnett. Krauss sounds bluesy, even lusty; when she sings “I could never kill a man” on Gene Clark’s “Through the Morning, Through the Night,” you’re actually not 100 percent sure. Plant, meanwhile, dials it down so far, it’s often hard to identify the dude who sang “Black Dog.” Yet the nuance in his vocals is as impressive as it is unprecedented. Tender, haunting, brilliant.”~ Rolling Stone Magazine.

Robert Plant had already expanded his musical horizons beyond his Rock God past by the time he made Raising Sand with bluegrass and country singer Alison Krauss in 2007.

Coupled with Krauss’ sweet soprano, Plant’s voice, dropped to a deep growl on some of Raising Sand‘s most effective and haunting moments, finds new registers and purpose. He’s not the swaggering rock ‘n’ roll beast he was three decades earlier, and the soft, nuanced tones he applies to many of the songs revealed the great world singer he grew into over the years. For a steamrolling British vocalist who was accused of ripping off blues music so many years before, Plant sounds like a genuinely sensitive Americana artist on Raising Sand.

https://ultimateclassicrock.com/robert-plant-alison-krauss-raising-sand/?utm_source=tsmcli

Rich Woman… is one my favorite songs on the album.

I got a woman with plenty of money
She got the money and I got the honey
Called my baby late last night
She told me daddy everything was all right

She got the money and I got the honey
She got the money and I got the honey
She got the money and I got the honey

I don’t have to worry about her she’s real fine
I know my baby and she’s all mine
She give me a Cadillac, a diamond ring
She told me daddy don’t you worry bout a thing

She got the money and I got the honey
She got the money and I got the honey
She got the money and I got the honey

She’s all mine and I’m so glad
She’s the best woman that I ever had
She’s all mine and I’m so glad
She’s all mine and I’m so glad
She’s all mine and I’m so glad

Ah, stop your train
Ah mama stop your train

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Dorothy Labostrie / Mckinley Millet

Rich Woman lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

The other is Through the Morning through the Night

Believe me when I tell you
I will try to understand
Believe me when I tell you
I could never kill a man

But to know that another man’s holding you tight
Hurts me, little darling
Thru the morning thru the night

The bond has been broken
The promise you gave
The words that were spoken
I can not be your slave

But to know that the trust you had in me is gone
Hurts me, little darling
Through the nighttime through the dawn

I dreamed just last night you were there by my side
Your sweet loving tenderness
Easing my pride

But then I awoke and found you not there
It was just my old memory of how much I care

Believe me when I tell you
I will try to understand
Believe me when I tell you
I could never kill a man

But to know that another man’s holding you tight
Hurts me little, darling
Through the morning through the night

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Gene Clark

Through The Morning Through The Night lyrics © Gene Clark Music, Irving Music, Inc.

Ruth Bader Ginsburg

“Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg, the second woman to serve on the Supreme Court, will be the first woman to lie in state in the United States Capitol on Friday. The practice of paying tribute to distinguished public servants by having them lie in state at the Capitol dates to 1852 and is among the rarest of posthumous tributes for government officials in the United States.”

Women will only have true equality when men share with them the responsibility of bringing up the next generation.” ~ Ginsburg

“It helps sometimes to be a little deaf (in marriage and in) every workplace, including the good job I have now.”~ Ginsburg

“This is something central to a woman’s life, to her dignity. It’s a decision that she must make for herself. And when government controls that decision for her, she’s being treated as less than a fully adult human responsible for her own choices.” ~ Ginsburg

Thank you Ruth for all you did.

#30 Day AlbumChallenge

https://sandmanjazz.wordpress.com/2020/09/24/30-day-album-challenge-day24/

I’m with Sandman what exactly is a Sunday Morning album. I’m thinking probably some kind of religious album but that’s not me. I’m going with my Pagan ancestry.

Eithne Padragin Ni Bhraonain aka Enya was born May 17, 1961 is an Irish singer, songwriter, record producer and musician. Born into a musical family and raised in the Irish speaking area of  Gweedore in Country Donegal. She has cited her musical foundations as “the classics”, church classics and “Irish reels and jigs.”

Aldebaran is my favorite track on the album, I listen to it when I’m meditating. Portrait Out of the Blue is my choice for meditation.

Sunday’s are supposed to be the day of rest and meditating comes close.

Halloween decorations inside are up. Yup, I got my creepy on and it feels so good looking around seeing the witches, Igor, the talking books that move, the spider webs and all the spiders.

Let me share an amusing story with you about Halloween when I had the Air-BnB. A couple from Denmark stayed with me in September while Vic was working in Virginia. My house was decorated like it is now. I’m sure you’re familiar with the adage deer in the headlight look, well, that describes perfectly what they looked like when they glanced around my home..

The woman asked if the room they booked was decorated like this. I said, no it has just fall foliage decorations. She let out a huge sigh. They quickly got themselves settled into the room.

In the morning, the man came down first. I got him breakfast and continued making my pipe cleaner spiders. He asked if he could speak frankly with me. He went into this whole spiel about Halloween and that it was dangerous obsession. He was concerned that I wasn’t coping with reality. I thanked him for his concern.

He went upstairs and a few minutes later his wife came down. Talk about deja vu. She decided that I needed to be counseled about the dangers of devil worship and evil. Seriously, my decorations have nothing to do with Lucifer but that didn’t seem to put her at ease she kept going on and on.

Now, I didn’t appreciate either of their commentary but I didn’t go off on them. I continued making my spiders much to her annoyance. She felt she continue preaching.

Finally, I asked what she and her husband did for work. Come to find out they were both psychologists. The way she said it, rubbed me the wrong way. So to shut the conversation down I said I don’t believe your license is valid here.

I explained to her, Halloween is my wedding anniversary as well as my favorite holiday. It’s the only time of the year adults can be anyone they want. Who doesn’t love dressing up and having fun. I felt annoyed that she didn’t drop it. So I said, you’ll have to excuse me but I have spiders to hang on the webs.

Anyway, it wasn’t much longer before they came down to leave. But of course, they had to give one more pitch about how dangerous my obsession with Halloween is.

I know they meant well but immediately making judgments and then harping about what they consider dangerous based on one brief night in my home was hilarious to me.

I’m going to close with my favorite adage. “Opinions are like assholes, we all have one.”

It’s just about having fun. Life’s too short not to be happy.

#30 Day Album Challenge

https://sandmanjazz.wordpress.com/2020/09/23/30-day-doctor-album-challenge-day-23/

Marvin Gaye, I feel has a voice that appeals to the masses. He encouraged us to not be complacent. “Gaye returned to Hitsville U.S.A., when he recorded “What’s Going On“, inspired by an idea from Renaldo “Obie” Benson of the Four Tops after he witnessed an act of police brutality at an anti-war rally in Berkeley. Upon hearing the song, Berry Gordy refused its release due to his feelings of the song being “too political” for radio. Gaye responded by going on strike from recording until the label released the song. ” NPR has a different spin on the story about a Vietnam soldier returning home and everything is different.

Unfortunately, it sounds so familiar because police brutality still exists. And soldiers are coming back questioning why they put their lives on the line. (links are below)

What’s Going On

Marvin Gaye

Mother, mother
There’s too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There’s far too many of you dying
You know we’ve got to find a way
To bring some lovin’ here today, eh, eh

Father, father
We don’t need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we’ve got to find a way
To bring some lovin’ here today,

oh oh oh

Picket lines and picket signs
Don’t punish me with brutality
Talk to me, so you can see
Oh, what’s going on
What’s going on
Yeah, what’s going on
Ah, what’s going on

In the mean time
Right on, baby
Right on brother
Right on babe

Mother, mother, everybody thinks we’re wrong
Oh, but who are they to judge us
Simply ’cause our hair is long
Oh, you know we’ve got to find a way
To bring some understanding here today
Oh oh oh

Picket lines and picket signs
Don’t punish me with brutality
C’mon talk to me
So you can see
What’s going on
Yeah, what’s going on
Tell me what’s going on
I’ll tell you what’s going on, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Right on baby
Right on baby

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Alfred W Cleveland / Marvin P Gaye / Renaldo Benson

What’s Going On lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Interesting read.

https://www.npr.org/2000/08/07/1080444/npr-100-whats-going-on

Marvin never had the opportunity to fulfill his potential because he was killed by his own father in an argument.

Many institutions have posthumously bestowed Gaye with awards and other honors including the Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award, and inductions into the Rhythm and Blues Music Hall of Fame, the Songwriters and the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marvin_Gaye

One-Liner Wednesday – A backhanded compliment?

This post was written in response to today’s One Liner Wednesday challenge from Linda G. Hill. The challenge, as the name implies is to come with a one-liner. Please click on the link to know more about the rules of this challenge and/or to read the other entries by my fellow bloggers.

I got this. 🙂

“Your face is just fine but you’ll have to put a bag over that personality.”

” You look like something I drew with my left hand.”