Back Where You Belong

During my recent trip to Pennsylvania, I was re-united with my long lost 480+ album music collection amassed between '75 & ~'86. Tonight I'm gonna pop a few tunes in here as I pore over them and reminisce.

You can call it "dated", but I call it some of the best times of my life.

Carry on, fellow nomads.

Wanna be a Star?

Give me an idea of what you'd like to see here, and I'll edit it to reflect your wishes. I'm lazy.

Party On, Sinners. Just Be Sure To Share Your Good Fortune.

It's been said that the sin of Sodom and Gomorrah had nothing to do with sex; that those cities were smote because the people who lived there were inhospitable.  

In other words, they were greedy bastards who refused to share their food and homes with travelers who might need a little hospitality.  

All fine and good, but it's still more fun to pretend Sodom and Gomorrah were destroyed because the citizens were hard-partying sluts.  Makes for better visuals too.  Besides, rich folks might skimp on the tithing if preachers started preaching about the evils of greed.    

Party on, sinners.  Party on.

  

No Requests, No Regrets

Since we're all going to die tomorrow, we should probably party tonight like it's our last day on Earth.

Hindy Kush is on the menu.

2-fer Tuesday.

Sorry for bein' late. I was daydreamin' again.

If There's A Hell Below We're All Going To Go

Brother Curtis will be delivering today's sermon.

It's Friday Night Live!

Not sure how it works, but there's some kind of setting with Disqus that if your input isn't "live" tonight, you get pushed out into the ether.

It wasn't me. I just want you to know that. I tried to post a few tunes that weren't "live", and it's taken me weeks just to get back here.

Don't chance it, my friends. It's not pleasant. Just do what it wants.

Post "live" videos only please. You won't like the consequences. It can't be controlled.

It's Hat-Tip Tuesday

Today I'm gonna give some shout-outs to some folks who've turned me on to some good shit.

First off has to be UnkaWillbur, who gave me the parking space for the very first "Dancin' in me Bones", as well as this treat:

Sunday Songs for Agnostics, Atheists and True Believers who have a Wicked Sense of Humor

Welcome to Dancin' in me Bones version of the Sabbath, where you can post songs about the Lord, the Devil or the Pagan Deity of your choice.  And what better band to kick off our Sunday services than Black Sabbath...

Wish I Were There

Pattaya Beach, Thailand. If I get back there, I'm stayin'.

You'll miss me.

Things That Make You Feel Old

On this day in 1965, The Rolling Stones went into the studio and recorded this song...

For Those Who Fought The Good Fight And For Those Who Still Do...

Hazel Dickens was the eighth of eleven children, born into a mining family in Mercer County, West Virginia.  She's known as much for her union activism as she is for her music.  Seems only fitting to honor Hazel on this Labor Day with a song that was once sung by union activists as they fought... and died... for the right to organize.

You're Makin' Me Rich

You may not know this, but out here in cornfield country, Friday night sound travels for miles.

It's really not that uncommon for people to drop by on Saturday mornings to offer money for the previous night's entertainment.

 So let's keep this show goin' so's I can finally git that bunion scraper I've had my eye on. Those deals are limited-time offers, ya know.