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If It Ain’t Got That Swing – Jazz Then and Now
The Aim Was Song Before man came to blow it right The wind once blew itself untaught, And did its loudest day and night In any rough place where it caught. Man came to tell it what was wrong: It hadn’t found the place to blow; It blew too hard – the aim was
How to Avoid Success
I’ve spent the last fifty years or so writing songs, performing them, trying to sell them, all without the slightest financial reward. Well, I overstate – back in the early 1980s, I played many paying gigs with a small group, Toy Boat. In 1982, Toy Boat had had two extended gigs at a Westside club
Symbiotic Suffocation
Symbiotic Suffocation: Many people have suffocating relationships. When they extricate themselves from these, many fall into the hands of dubious Consultants and Psychiatrists – ‘out of the frying pan, into the fire.’ *** David Russell is a resident of the UK. He writes poetry, literary criticism, speculative fiction, and romance. His poetry includes the collection Prickling
Christmas Music Evil
It oozes out of every restaurant speaker like toxic sludge coated in tinsel, spreading its fraudulent corporate message. We’re all subject, against our will, to endure this imposed holiday cheer every year. It tests our patience. It’s the abrasive visiting relative you’re stuck with for the next few weeks who follows you everywhere and won’t
I’d Call You, But I Can’t, ‘Cause You’re Dead
This song is dedicated to Dan Todd, who left us June 16, 2018. Dan will be remembered as fondly by his many students and by many more who heard him play guitar and harmonica with such bands as Toy Boat, the New Mules, the Tube Radio Orchestra, and What’s Right. © 2019 by Deb
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If It Ain’t Got That Swing – Jazz Then and Now
The Aim Was Song Before man came to blow it right The wind once blew itself untaught, And did its loudest day and night In any rough place where it caught. Man came to tell it what was wrong: It hadn’t found the place to blow; It blew too hard – the aim was
How to Avoid Success
I’ve spent the last fifty years or so writing songs, performing them, trying to sell them, all without the slightest financial reward. Well, I overstate – back in the early 1980s, I played many paying gigs with a small group, Toy Boat. In 1982, Toy Boat had had two extended gigs at a Westside club
Symbiotic Suffocation
Symbiotic Suffocation: Many people have suffocating relationships. When they extricate themselves from these, many fall into the hands of dubious Consultants and Psychiatrists – ‘out of the frying pan, into the fire.’ *** David Russell is a resident of the UK. He writes poetry, literary criticism, speculative fiction, and romance. His poetry includes the collection Prickling
Christmas Music Evil
It oozes out of every restaurant speaker like toxic sludge coated in tinsel, spreading its fraudulent corporate message. We’re all subject, against our will, to endure this imposed holiday cheer every year. It tests our patience. It’s the abrasive visiting relative you’re stuck with for the next few weeks who follows you everywhere and won’t
I’d Call You, But I Can’t, ‘Cause You’re Dead
This song is dedicated to Dan Todd, who left us June 16, 2018. Dan will be remembered as fondly by his many students and by many more who heard him play guitar and harmonica with such bands as Toy Boat, the New Mules, the Tube Radio Orchestra, and What’s Right. © 2019 by Deb