Daddy's Little Princess.

[Violet]

.. my love.. I think I may have just graduated to the blues. Really and truly. I've been singing tonight, and

I don't know.. it's that Maxine Brown song, Can't Find My Way Home.. and Summertime, too

.. but when I really get "in" there.. I start to feel all the sorrow I've ever felt in my life, it seems..

and this theme of not being able to find one's way home.. seems close to me.

and why sing at all.. if not to try and find a "home" even for this ''homeless" feeling.

my only concern is.. well, I get so "into" these songs sometimes, and I find my eyes tearing up.. and.. if I don't steer things out of there, I'll be weeping before I know it, and I can't think that that's such a good idea if one were performing. [??]

[I just pictured an entire blues joint breaking down.. everyone sobbing.. taking out hankies]

.. so.. I guess it's to find that place near tears almost, but not quite.

.. I wonder though.. I mean.. I guess if I try and sing in public the first thing I have to worry about would be "nerves," since I know that can eradicate all of these subtleties I'm talking about.. and, if you're hit with that nervous thing--or hit with it pretty bad--well, then you really just want to make it through the song alive, even.. which is not at all what you want to have happen.. so.. I don't know if that will be my plight, or.. given I've been singing quite a bit lately.. maybe I can find those feelings, without having to go through that nervous thing. I mean, being a bit nervous is okay, if it gets you stirred up, I guess.. but.. it could shut you down, as well.

you know, my love.. your slower pace in this album, it's really helped me, in a way. I mean.. in acting.. ideally.. you don't do anything until the "feeling" tells you to do it. And I think about that when singing.. you can slow down a bit, and find the feeling as you go along, and it creates the experience of the song. And if you connect deeply to the feeling, well, then it can be terribly intense. I really had no idea, I don't think, just how intense an experience it could be. It's wonderful for that.. though almost alarmingly precarious. [?]

[I miss you just so much, my love]

I rode out to our lake, as it was sunny today, the roads clear again. I could see the ice again, which was in such contrast to the deep blue water.

.. oh, and these soft, grey-blue clouds.. through which there were heaven's rays peering down upon the water (!) It was wonderful.. with a shimmering streak of gold on the lake, as if in answer to it. And I wished you were there with me, standing on the shore.. looking upon it.

.. but.. yeah

the blues. You give a great deal with the blues. One does.

.. and then, tonight.. while making my dinner.. I was thinking of you, and that sense of black spirituals in the album.. and, yes, the blues, as well.

I don't know, it all just seems just right to me, what you've done. And connecting to the traditions that are so very American, and that contain such a wealth of history and such depth of feeling.

.. when I'm singing, sometimes this song pops into my head. [which happens to be on the cheerful side of things].. [oh, and I guess it's more in an American folk tradition] In any case, I had a music teacher in junior high who was into this kind of music. I remember the whole class just loving to sing these songs.. I see at youtube that Seeger did it, but I thought I'd post this newer take on it. I guess as a kid it really "stuck" for me, since it's just so visual, and really has you traveling those fifteen miles along the canal.. [ducking bridges].. [oh, and with that mule

I've got a mule, her name is Sal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal
She's a good old worker, and a good old pal
Fifteen miles on the Erie Canal

We haul'd some barges in our day
Filled with lumber, coal, and hay
We know every inch of the way
From Albany to Buffalo

Low bridge, everybody down
Low bridge, 'cause we're coming to a town
And you'll always know your neighbor
You'll always know your pal
If ya ever navigated on the Erie Canal

okay, I guess it's time to hit the hay. I am a bit blue tonight, it's true. But I'll just keep working, and.. as Scarlett said, tomorrow is another day.. [I love that she's more the "put it off 'til tomorrow" type] [it makes me feel better]

.. all my love to you, my angel.. in this tender and passionate little kiss.. x.. (that's determined to find you).. (my dearest dearest

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQZUQtlT828
FULL SCREEN..

xx x xx.. x x xx.. x x x x x..

[Violet]

.. oh, Leonard, my angel.. I've done it again. Or, well, this software system once again has--and I lost a really good post, in fact.

[!!!!!!!]

.. well.. what can I do but go to bed now?

.. oh, my love.. it was real good, too. And I'll never recover it.

.. maybe there's a place in time and space where all such lost items go. The kisses, too, I send you.. that are lost with such of these lost posts. (!)

.. I miss you terribly.. and I'm miserable now that I lost this. I did copy it, but then I went to youtube, and copied a link, forgetting that that meant I no longer had the post "copied".. and so.. when I went to press "submit".. well

end of post, as the system asked that I "sign in" again.

[!]

.. since I was discussing various things concerning the concept of "God".. I'm feeling I can only conclude [just now] that such concept is not terribly just. I mean.. couldn't it have just.. cut me one more slack?..

[apparently not]

.. alright, well.. I adore you, my angel.. I kiss you.. x.. (and I hope to dream about you.. and..

[you know what?.. I hope it's a really really filthy dream]



.. good-night, my angel.. x..

oh.. I found this in and amid my Bill Evans items over at youtube.. it sort of draws you in.. so.. think I'll leave you with this.. (my love).. (my angel).. (my Divine

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rU8bY26Vk2g&feature
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xx x.. xx xxx .. xx xxx..

[Violet]

.. my angel, how are you?.. (we'll be reconvening down below)


[S]TRIPPING JIM

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Mjp8ox59WE
FULL SCREEN..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbzvSYLC ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. that Brecht/Weill number actually deserves a post all its own.. but.. I don't know, I felt compelled.

.. anyway.. you might say Jim transformed quite dramatically a number of telling times in his life, in ways that will be gone into soon--when I post the long awaited last segment of Part I of Agent Longing and Violet's story. Again, I plead: difficulty in navigating source material without any manner of index. It's killing me, but at least it's almost over. Had I known at the beginning how bad it would be, I would have made my own outline of the material. But, of course, I had no idea where I was heading with it.. [as usual].. so

“THE JIM MORRISON”
8 oz. LSD
Serve neat. Garnish with twist of grapefruit.

“THE DOORS”
1 oz. LSD
Serve on rocks. Stir quickly. Garnish with twist of grapefruit.

So, it seems we are to understand that, as per above, Jim on his own should be left undisturbed [on his acid trip, I guess].. well, except for the twist of grapefruit. [about which I have gone completely blank]

Now, once Jim is united with The Doors.. [a la Drinkify, that is].. as you can see, he is doing A LOT less acid.. ice is involved.. and he's stirred quickly. [possibly because of the ice] [depending on where that ice happens to be, in other words] [I mean, if it's in his shorts, he's probably going to stir quickly].. Oh, and here the same "twist of grapefruit" garnish now just seems obligatory. [which is at least vaguely more interesting than my having gone completely blank]


.. as for you, my angel.. you don't have a thing to worry about. I don't have great big photos of Jim Morrison plastered all over my walls. I don't even have one, itty-bitty photo of him. Not a one. I may have some material with some xeroxed-looking photos of him laying around my desk for research purposes, but that's all it is. [just to be clear] So, honestly, my love, you have nothing to fear in this department.

.. so.. yeah.. this whole Morrison thing. I read recently in Rolling Stone on line that they are re-opening his case, given the questionable circumstances surrounding his death. [so.. it seems that if a degree of public pressure is applied for.. oh.. about forty years, or so.. that's when heads begin to roll down at headquarters].. [seems like]



.. okay, my love.. actually.. speaking of "Jim".. this song is pre-the-above Jim, but I've always loved it.. and haven't thought of it in a long while. [I may have to add it to my ever-expanding "repertoire"]

.. actually.. [having just been to youtube].. I came upon this.. and it had me in tears.. so.. thought I'd post it first

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ocJ_E2kj9o&feature=fvst
FULL SCREEN..

.. yeah.

.. oh, and.. before I post the song..

[sigh]

I miss you, my love. It's as simple as that. I guess you are inside me, and.. well.. it's not always easy. I'd say more, but I feel too easily stirred to tears this weekend.. [there's that "stirred" word again].. so.. anyway, best to leave things at that. I'll just leave you with my little kiss, then, my angel.. x.. and my promise to get this darn writing finished. Soon.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mtbD96hDJlQ
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxxx. xx x x..

[Violet]

.. my beloved.. how are you?.. I do hope all is well. [I'll see you down below]


.. itemizing the rest of The Doors..

[keyboardist]

“THE RAY MANZAREK”
1 bottle Box wine
Serve at room temperature.

[drummer]

“THE JOHN DENSMORE”
2 oz. Old Rip Van Winkle Bourbon
2 oz. Sweetened lime juice
1 oz. Elderflower cordial

[guitarist]

“THE ROBBY KRIEGER”
12 oz. Canadian Club Whiskey
Serve on rocks. Garnish with wedge of orange.


.. I'm thinking that Ray Manzarek's Box wine should probably be torched first.. then served at room temperature. [that just popped into my head]

For some reason, Mr. Densmore warrants the most sophisticated Drinkification, and yet, I'm afraid I don't know enough about him [or mixed drinks, for that matter] to render an intelligent verdict. Just the same.. [as that has never stopped me before].. I suggest there's something poetical about Old Rip, who sweetens--excuse me, Sweetens even lime juice.. as he sips his Elderflower cordial. [but then, if you recall the tale, he's just glad he slept through the war--oh, and the annoyance of being saddled with a nagging wife.. and so, he could afford to kick back].. [after all]

[I don't know what that last bit has to do with John Densmore, but I'm finding it hard to ignore the fact that good ol' Jim actually started LOOKING like Ol' Rip in that second youtube offering] [above].. [actually, instead of LSD, my guess would be Seconal]

Now, "THE ROBBY KRIEGER" seems rather uninspired. But then, he and John were plucked from Ray Manzarek's transcendental meditation class.. so maybe musicianship wasn't the first priority in that case, so much as "tuning in."

[it's late, and I do not get paid for this stuff] [please try to remember that]

so, now you just need to add:

“THE JIM MORRISON”
8 oz. LSD
Serve neat. Garnish with twist of grapefruit.

and you get

“THE DOORS”
1 oz. LSD
Serve on rocks. Stir quickly. Garnish with twist of grapefruit.

.. of course, how all those ingredients "Group Drinkify" to just an ounce of LSD suggests a haughtiness on the part of the Fab Three that I don't think I've witnessed before. [my congrats to them in their exacting that impression from me] [they're probably going to start billing me now] [which would mean I'm actually losing money while writing these]


.. anyway, my beloved.. somehow I'm managing to be okay, even though there are so many 'not okay' themes in my life right now, it could tip my "okay boat" into that ever-ready ocean of despair. See.. but that's when my.. [okay, I admit it].. "Julie button" goes on full volume.. and after that, I'm all "raindrops on roses".. and old American standards.. and the blues, even.. with my hair in a pretty curly "puff" atop my head.. [I'm actually quite liking this new "do," in fact].. oh, and I make sure to apply extra poppy-red lipstick.. 'n smudgy, smoldering eye liner..

and voila:

I'm right as rain.

[you're not alone if you find yourself disillusioned by that expression]

.. so.. don't worry too too much about me, my love. [I mean, a little would be nice, actually].. but.. so far, at least.. I'm keeping things together. And I'm working away at the writing.. and taking care of business in other ways, as well. So, don't worry too too much.. [but just a little, maybe].. ["a tad concerned," perhaps]

.. alright, my angel.. I do hope all is well. I did make it out to our lake, as it was such a sunny day--though it's gotten quite cold again. Still, the water was that deep, sparkling blue.. and it's still quite dramatically surrounded by all that snow-covered ice. But, I can't tell you how much better I feel when there is sun.. when I can feel it on my face.. especially those moments that I close my eyes.. and feel the warmth of it.. (as I think of you, my angel)


.. well, from what I can gauge, your CD seems to be doing wonderfully well world wide.. [as per the helpful posts on that here].. so, this really is an exciting time, it seems. Oh, and you'll be meeting

wait a sec

“THE CHUCK BERRY”
8 oz. Maker's Mark Bourbon
8 oz. Pineapple juice
Combine in highball glass and serve. Stir vigorously.

.. that's an awful lot of Pineapple juice. But I could see the highball glass, and the "stirring vigorously".. [especially the "stirring vigorously"]

.. okay, my angel.. I guess I need to call it day. I could more than kiss you.. but.. that's all I have for you just now.. x.. (be well, my love).. (I miss you)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gsp4VCbV ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxx .x xxx.. xx..

[Violet]

.. my love.. [how are you, my angel?].. catch this:

.. so, the blues really does seem to be upon me in various ways these days.. since..

okay, I know someone in Goa, India.. [which is a province on the west coast of India, which was colonized by Portugal hundreds of years ago, and so it remains largely Catholic, with Portuguese architecture, etc.].. but, anyway.. her friend there--"E," I 'll call him.. [who happens to be from Montreal--oh, and the season to do India is November through March, when the weather is wonderfully balmy, before "monsoon" season strikes].. [oh, and you can enjoy those lovely Goan beaches there, etc.]

ANYWAY.. E. happens to know the road manager for Taj Majal, and--given this year marks the second season for the Mahindra Blues Festival in Mumbai, E. invited Taj to come and relax in Goa before the show.. and Taj brought his buds Buddy Guy, and John Lee Hooker Jr, and they all had a wonderful time chillin' in Goa before the Festival [!!]

[I'm invited to go "hang" with them next season, in fact, since they intend on returning to Goa--only after the festival, so they can REALLY do it up].. [??]

.. now, I don't recall if you've ever done blues festivals, my angel.. but

any case, here's some stuff on these blues legends and this brand new festival that's enjoying its second season.. [oh, and the Indians.. well, it seems they are really lovin' the blues]..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=udnpdiVi ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

MUMBAI, 5 JANUARY 2012: The Mahindra Group today announced the launch
of the second season of the prestigious Mahindra Blues Festival, giving lovers
of Blues music another opportunity to treat themselves to some of the very
best in global Blues at Asia's largest and finest blues event. Artists including
five-time Grammy winner Buddy Guy with special guest Robert Randolph, Taj
Mahal Trio, John Lee Hooker Jr, Ana Popovic will entertain crowds with their
soulful performances, insightful workshops, and enlightening talks at the festival
on 11 and 12 February 2012 in the historic Mehboob Studios in Bandra, Mumbai.

[MAHINDRA & MAHINDRA LIMITED (M&M)]

.. it's interesting what Taj said about losing the dancing part of the blues that existed in the small blues clubs. [the dancing aspect has me recalling the lyrics of Billie's "Give Me a Pigfoot" number]

.. interesting to note is that, as per the research I've done on the Sunset Strip scene, starting in the mid-60's.. the "scene" part of it was really short-lived, as far as the clubs on the Strip went, since with--well, the Monterey Pop Fest, in particular, in '67.. there was the advent of the big concerts, which I imagine had an effect on all types of music, including the blues.. [it sounds like]

.. anyway.. [to continue with the "E." story].. he recently got hooked up with this brit woman.. [A2, I'll call her].. [since I already have an "A"] Anyway, as per this next youtube link--after Taj having spent five days with her and E. and his two buds in Goa--he's now making fun of her brit accent at the end of this performance. You can't see her on camera, but she's to the left, off stage, and he's turning to her and singing

oy oy, the blues is "all roight"

[she almost fainted, she said.. couldn't believe he was doing that]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pZZTqnBlRMI
FULL SCREEN..

oh, and a little Buddy.. [for good measure]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU5xA6ty0a4
FULL SCREEN..

E. and A2 also loved Ana Popovic. Here she's at a different festival.. [she's got something serious goin' with that bluesy guitar of hers].. [I wish I could see more of her sparkly shoes, though]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WfKtdFi ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. anyway, my angel.. it seems like things are really happening in Mumbai. [perhaps you should grace them with your presence]

.. oh, also on the India front.. my friend A.. [as opposed to A2].. tells me she's friends with the Kapoors, as in the famed Shashi Kapoor, who was really like the Elvis of India, in fact. But.. yeah.. she thinks I should hook up with them if I should sojourn that way at some point. [??]

.. so.. yeah. India. Hangin' out with "the boys" in Goa.. and rubbing shoulders with a different kind of mega-legacy that is Shashi Kapoor.

.. I wonder if the same crowd who was just groovin' to Buddy Guy, et. al., at that blues fest in Mumbai.. also like--

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dwzth2CJOQ
FULL SCREEN..

[but then, I have that "Julie" thing.. so.. anything's possible, I guess]

.. and lastly here.. on this "dab of blues [among other things] in India" tour.. [and since Buddy Guy is cited as one of Stevie Ray Vaughan's influences].. here Stevie is with

well, you'll see. [Stevie comes in at the end, in fact]

.. anyway, my love.. this one's especially for you, along with my little kiss.. x.. (I do hope all is well.. and I miss you).. (and kiss you, again.. x).. (and again.. x)..

.. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eKsY7i4Q ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxxxxx.. xx xx.. x xx..


[and now, back to work]

[Violet]

.. hi, my angel.. how are you?

.. I miss you. [real bad]

[sigh]

.. I did get out to our lake today, as it was sunny again.. and actually, I noticed a property name I never noticed before:

Southern Comfort

.. and I thought it a silly name for a lake house in the North East. And.. [discounting the obvious booze reference].. my mind then went to the idea of a nice warm comforter.. and.. well, all things "south" of there.. .. and so, things got pretty filthy pretty quick after that.. [my angel].. [which, of course, I mostly blame on you].. [so, I guess I still can't give that property name any credit, I don't think]

[another sigh]

.. what else..

.. oh.. there is a pretty good one that I haven't yet mentioned:

The Great Escape

.. actually.. I no longer recall the end of that Steve McQueen movie.. did they escape??

.. if they did, then it's a pretty good property name. If they didn't, then it's awfully marred by wishful thinking.

[we'll have to watch that movie, my love].. [once we're done under that comforter]

[yet another sigh]

.. oh, there's also the sign that reads:

Living Waters

[you come to it right after making it up a pretty big hill, too]

and under the name, there's the Jesus quote from the Book of John--the one having to do with giving a drink of water to those who thirst.. though now, in looking this up.. I can't find the translation that's on the sign.

any case, King James has:

But whosoever drinketh of the water that I shall give him
shall never thirst; but the water that I shall give him shall be
in him a well of water springing up into everlasting life.

.. that's a good deal more elaborate than what's on this property sign. Actually, I do sometimes wonder what would happen if I were to get off my bike, and knock on their door, and.. well.. ask them for a drink of water. [this does cross my mind].. [every now and then]

.. okay.. on with the blues.


.. I thought I'd mention this theme of "the big woman" that comes up in some of these ol' blues numbers. I find it rather refreshing, actually, that such a woman is thought about rather lustily in these songs.. maybe given our culture's seeming obsession with thinness and fitness, etc.

.. here I transcribed a bit of Buddy Guy's last number where he threw in this verse

[later note: sorry to interrupt, but here's that link again, with the verse in question starting at 3:35]:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU5xA6ty0a4
FULL SCREEN..

.. now, this verse apparently isn't germane to this song, as I can't find it when I look up the song's lyrics. So, I guess.. [just as he said].. he was "mixing it up" a bit. Oh, and I took a guess that the last line was 'rule' the hound, as I wasn't sure.. [though pretty sure].. [seems like]

Big legged woman.. girl, you need to keep your dress tail down
Big legged woman.. girl, I think you betta' keep your dress tail down
Oh, you know, you got somethin' there, girl
That make a bull dog rule the hound.

.. now, there's something about

keep your dress tail down

that's just so.. so..

it's terribly "uncouth," isn't it?

[I might even say "filthy"]..

[or, in other words, damn good blues stuff, I think]

.. anyway, this immediately had me thinking of a John Lee Hooker number.. [the big Daddy, I mean].. [as opposed to "Junior"]..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YbpNov5k ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. now, interestingly enough, I could find these lyrics nowhere.. so I [lovingly] transcribed them myself..

Big Legs, Tight Skirt

Big legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind
Oh! big legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind
I love you baby, I just can't help myself

When I see you walkin' walkin' down the street
When I see you walkin' walkin' down the street
Your big legs, your tight skirt
Knocks me off of my feet

Big Legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind
Oh! big legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind

Well, when she walk down the street
She rocks like a motor boat, ho!
She she walk.. she rocks like a motor boat
She reels she rocks.. she rocks up and down the street

Big legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind..
Oh, big legs, tight skirt
Try to drive me out of my mind..
[repeat]

.. I remember the first time I heard this song.. [a long time ago.. though I don't recall when I bought that on CD].. but, I was taken by the line

She rocks like a motor boat

it just killed me.

.. and so, here again is this theme of "the big woman" being "a lot of woman."

[real good stuff]

[of course, the "Julie" side of me feels like she just turned down a real dangerous sort of street]

[like I said: real good stuff]


.. so, yes, my love. The blues. Which for some reason I've been keeping lower case, even though I guess more properly it should be the Blues. And yet, the blues should probably be kept more [improperly] low.

.. okay, my angel. I wrote some pretty good stuff today, I think.. still fleshing things out a bit, it seems. But I'm working hard.

.. you'll be in Boston it sounds like in a few days. I was there a few years ago, and found the greatest little Tuscan restaurant, which I enjoyed more than the fancy-dansky French place I went to. Of course, I have no idea where that was, or what the name of the place was.. I know there's a "little Italy" sort of section.. so.. it must have been in there somewhere.

.. actually, I was there to see a show of the work that Gauguin did while in Tahiti. It was incredible. I may have mentioned this before, in fact.. but what I'll always remember was how it really demonstrated to me how reproductions of paintings do not in any way reproduce the experience of standing before the real thing. This is especially true of these paintings, given the darkness of them. I remember how they revealed themselves over time.. I suppose given one's eyes need some time to adjust to the darker tones. But, it really changed Gauguin for me, that experience. His work, overall, was much darker than I'd realized.. and more powerful somehow due to that fact.

.. anyway, my love--Oh, it seems this PEN event will be shown on line?.. [do I have that correct?].. if so.. I shall be there, then. [my angel]

.. okay.. maybe one more number for you.. let's see

[youtube break]..

actually, this one's fun. I really do think Bonnie Raitt felt a little bit like "Julie" for a while there.. [like she just turned down that scary street].. [seems like]

.. but, before that..

[my last sigh of the evening]

[a pretty big one]

.. so.. my love.. (my angel).. what am I going to do?.. (missing you so).. (wanting you)..

there's nothing I can do just now.. just this little kiss.. x.. (be well, my angel)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DAR_PmIy0WM
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxxx .. xx xxx xxx .. x xxx.. xx x..

[Violet]

.. my beloved.. I'm wondering when you're heading out Boston ways.. tomorrow, perchance.

[sigh]

.. okay, I actually read ALL of Michael Barclay's Timeline this morning. I guess that's like reading the Cliff Notes of your life, my love. [!!] And I really didn't want to do that, either. I thought.. well, I'll just take a glance at this thing. But no, I read the whole darn thing. And I haven't even read your bio yet. [I know, I said I would.. and at some point I plan on doing that.. but I do think I had good reason for not doing that just yet. And as I read this thing, I realized I was right. I mean

well, to me, there's your past.. and there is where you are now.. and I'm trying primarily to be where you are now, as best as I can fathom that]

.. anyway, what keeps blowing my mind is that the more I read about your past, the more it literally keeps COLLIDING with what I've already written about you as Agent Longing [!!]

.. I COULD NOT BELIEVE.. the whole "Cuban Revolution" section [!!!!!!].. Now, when you finally read what I have written, you'll think I wrote it AFTER having read about your exploits. But no. No, I already wrote this stuff. Even the "author's commentary" part. [you'll see]

[I can't tell you how strange this all is. REALLY strange]

.. so

.. anyway, writing wise, I'm working so hard, and still I've a ways to go. I guess it did expand on me again. I keep trying to contain it, but there are so many facets to it all, and so

[sigh]

.. but, it HAS to be finished soon. That much I know. I can't live like this much longer.

[oy, oy.. the blues are all roight]

.. what else?

.. I don't know what else, I'm doggone tired. And I awoke to five inches of snow on the ground. [may as well be snow on the ground 'til I finish writing this doggone thing] [may as well]

yeah, so you somehow convinced them [even not knowing any Spanish] of your good intentions--those Cuban soldiers, I mean.. and then you all drank some rum, and sang songs.[!!!!!!!!!!!] Oh, and that was after your mom tracked you down through the Canadian embassy. .. [well, of course she was worried about you].. [how could she NOT be???]

[did I ever tell you I have a serious serious serious serious crush on you, my angel?].. [did I??]

[double-triple sigh]

.. anyway, my perfect perfect.. I need to retire. Safe travels to you, my dearest.. and here's my most passionate kiss.. x.. (actually, it's a "safe travels" kiss).. (which doesn't mean it's not passionate, either)

.. okay, and this is one of my fave Chuck numbers. There's something just so spirited and "light" [in the very best sense] in his songs.. [and that has come in handy for me at times].. I just remember having played him and feeling that everything might in fact be "okay." But, it's something about

like when I first saw John Ford's "Stagecoach".. which is known for having just this perfect cinematic structure--and yes, in fact, I felt that. But, it's like that with Chuck. Which is to say, there's a lot underlying his music's light spiritedness, musically speaking. I actually just thought of Bach, even. That even symmetry that keeps things in balance. [which is maybe why he made me feel things were "okay"] And so, its "lightness" has something substantial backing it up, then.

gosh, I've never really taken apart his music like that, but that's what just came to mind.

.. okay.. another "safe travels" kiss, my love.. x.. (I miss you).. (very much

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TtKcdzaqq40
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxx x.. xx xxx .x.xx..

[Violet]

.. how are you, my angel?.. I imagine you're in Boston, if indeed you are attending that PEN ceremony tomorrow.. which means.. well, perchance you're in your hotel room right about now.

[sigh]

.. what else..

.. oh, I'm here now since I can no longer see straight, given that, once again, I've been working very hard. And yeah, I'm very very determined to finish this thing, so I just keep plugging away, hoping to make it through the whole thing with no more "stuff" to fill in, as it were.. oh, and with it seeming fairly entertaining. [hopefully]

.. in any case, it's been very cold and windy today, so it's just as well I'm tied to my desk, I guess.

[that other sort of sigh]

.. oh! It might be too late to give you this warning, my love--about Boston, I mean--but, when I first arrived there, and couldn't pronounce "Faneuil Hall" correctly, the cabbie [realizing I was an out-of-towner] rewarded me by taking the LONG route to my hotel, which was just across the way from that hall. [and he was long gone by then]

.. so, yeah.. beware those Boston cab drivers. Oh, and I think it's pronounced: Faa-nuhl. [pretty sure]

[hope that helps]

.. what else..

.. well, my angel.. I'm not sure what else. The wind is a howlin' out there, and.. well, I'm grateful I still have power, in fact. I'm tired.. and I miss you.. and

.. actually, here's a bit more Chuck, and some of his admirers.. (my love to you, my angel.. x.. and may you have a good stay in Boston town).. (don't let those cabbies get you down).. (and stay safe, my angel)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ofD9t_sULM
FULL SCREEN..

xx.. xx xxx xx.. xxx x.. xx..

[Violet]

"I think the only exclamation in our literature that rivals Walt Whitman's
barbaric yawp.. is Chuck Berry's Roll Over Beethoven"

Leonard Cohen - accepting PEN New England Award
February 26, 2012

.. my love, just seeing you smile today did me a lot of good. And even though Shawn Colvin was a bit nervous, I did think her lovely voice complemented Come Healing. [very much]

.. okay, and didn't Bob Dylan write to say you were

the Kafka of the Blues [??]

[not too shabby]

.. he also said you were "still writing it."

[guess he's liking the new CD, then]

.. and I believe he called Chuck "the Shakespeare of songwriting."

[not too shabby neither]

.. I liked Paul Simon's referring to Berry's "heart-thumping rhythm".. as opposed to his own "'hello darkness my old friend' floating up to the ether somewhere"..

.. and there was Tom Perrotta's describing good lyrics as

mysteriously ordinary and universal

[which I think encapsulates your songwriting, especially]

I thought it was very sweet the way you gave the double-kiss to Salmon Rushdie--and no, it wasn't I who told him "to kiss you for me".. although I would have, if I "tweeted".. and, actually, I was considering starting with this whole tweet business today, just so I could offer him my favorite line of yours of late, which, of course.. (embarrassingly enough).. is:

I'm naked and I'm filthy

[I noticed that line didn't get any play today either].. [I might have added something to the proceedings, then]


.. well, my angel.. again, safe travels to you..

oh. I'm past three-quarters of the way down this section of writing. Meaning, I can pretty much consider the first three quarters done.. and just have to "clean up" the last bit. Then I shall post this, uh.. I don't know what it is at this point.. but, then I shall post it, and probably take a long nap. [I'm thinking]

.. oh, and then I guess I have to decide what to do.

.. actually, it's a day for awards, it seems, as I just watched--okay, half-watched--the Oscars. I guess I'll have to check out The Artist, as I've not seen it yet, and it made quite a sweep, with the director thanking

Billy Wilder, Billy Wilder, and Billy Wilder

[which might bode well, in fact].. [recalling, as it does, Orson Wells' naming

John Ford, John Ford, and John Ford

as his top three directors]

oh, and Woody won for best original screenplay for Midnight in Paris, which I thought well deserved.

.. okay, so not such a bad awards day, then.


.. alright, my angel. I'm on the home stretch, it looks like. [writing wise, I mean]

.. actually, as to this PEN award--that is, more personally speaking..

I don't know if I can even recount, at this point, what it is your songwriting has meant to me. I mean, it's in my very cells, almost.. so.. how can I even speak of it really?.. [and yet, I want to at least say that to you.. that I just couldn't possibly say]

.. okay, my angel.. a new week starts, and..

yes, I miss you.. x..

(and I dream of kissing you)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sP2py3urF-I
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxx .. xx xxx . xx … xx xxx..

later note: I had one of those Freudian slips there with Paul Simon's "'hollow' darkness my old friend".. [which I've corrected]

[Violet]

.. my love, I had a dream last night, which I thought I'd record here.

.. it took Chuck Berry's lyrics.. [its rather sad urgency].. from

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5ezeUM6c74
FULL SCREEN..

.. this song was on my mind, given Paul Simon's "appreciation" of it yesterday. Also.. (using what I've read and deduced).. I've written some rather disturbing material as concerns Janis Joplin's life and death. And actually, with that section in particular, I felt I could "feel" her predicament--and it was just such an awful one.

.. but, as to my dream last night.. I was attempting to reach her, the way the protagonist in Chuck's song is trying to make that call to Memphis, Tennessee.

.. but.. (just as dreams are sometimes).. I saw Janis and her parents--her mother in particular.. but

well, Janis wouldn't come to the phone, given this familial pressure on her not to.. even as I was attempting to help her. And yet I saw her there, trapped in her predicament.

.. it has me wondering who "I" am in this dream. Am I Janis?.. and not just the one attempting to help her?

.. anyway.. especially given this dream uses these two tremendous music icons, I thought I'd post this recounting of it.


.. if you're home now, my love, I hope all went well with your trip. [and that the Boston cabbies went easy on you]

[need to get back to work now]

my love to you in a kiss.. x.. and

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7uG2gYE5 ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxx .x x.. xx

[much later edit: I'm moseying around here, and found he first youtube link needed updating]

[Violet]

.. my love, I kind of have it bad this evening. I guess I'm tired, need to go to sleep.

.. I found this on youtube.. it rather fits how I'm feeling.

.. anyway, as l like to remind myself [quite often, in fact].. it was Scarlett who said that tomorrow is another day, and

well, maybe things aren't quite as dire as they feel tonight.

I had a good day of work, too.. although now the wind is howling again, and

I just thought of your line about the trees talking in tongues. You know, sometimes it's as if.. well, if I could just kiss you, then there couldn't possibly be anything wrong here on earth. I know rationally this can't be true.. but it's how it feels sometimes.. [it's how I'm feeling right now]

.. here's my kiss, my angel.. x.. and this rather short version of this lovely rendition.. (just for you, my love)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MuyxiKrr ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xx .. xx xxxx.. xx x x.. xx x..

[Violet]

.. my beloved, my angel.. how are you?

.. I'm working just so hard, and yet, still I'm not done with this thing. I guess it's that these questions that I myself have about what I'm writing keep coming up, and then the text needs to answer these things to my satisfaction--"in character," as it were.. so.. it will take a bit more time, still.. although I am so driven to get it done.

.. I did make it out to our lake today, as the day was just glorious with sun. I realized as I was riding how very cold it was, and.. well, there have been days up here that were much milder.. but given there was no sun, I felt to stay inside.. whereas with sun, I'll weather the cold air--just to be bathed in what aren't even warming rays (!)

.. today, as I rode.. and looked upon our deep blue and sparkling lake.. I wondered where you were. Sometimes I feel you to be with me.. and sometimes, like today.. I find myself wondering where you've gone. And yet, I don't know if this is in any way a reflection of any reality that's outside of me. [??]

.. but then, this evening I thought you were with me again.. and again, I have no idea if this is but my own mind preying on me with such things.. and if so, what are these impressions even based on??

.. I don't know, but I prefer it when I feel you to be with me.. [much prefer it].. [even if it's an impression of my own making]

.. I just thought of a line from Apocalypse Now.. Robert Duvall, I think it was, saying something like

some day this war will end.

only, my line should probably be

some day this madness will end.

.. any case, I'll at least be "mad" for a while longer. Then, I'll see. I think I'm changing this chocolate ice cream cone scenario.. [which has got to be up to at least several triple-scoops at this point].. [given all the trouble I'm going through with this writing].. but, yeah.. I'm thinking I would trade all that in for a quiet little table somewhere, with soft lighting, where I can secretly mess with you under the table.

[this inclination, by the way, is sometimes stronger those days I give in, and listen to Anyhow]

[actually, scratch that. It doesn't even matter if I listen to Anyhow. I still like the idea of messing with you under the table]

.. what else..

[actually, FYI: as I mentioned previously, Different Sides is really and truly making some serious gains on Anyhow, on my iTunes roster].. [with this trend continuing].. but.. well.. Anyhow still remains "firmly to the fore"] [to borrow that booze talk again]

[I'll let you know if this changes, or if a new contender starts creeping up]

.. actually, the following has turned into

VIOLET FLOWER'S "OLD IDEAS" IN BRIEF:

.. I guess I would put Amen, Darkness and Different Sides in the same zone--for me, at least. There's maybe a bit more armor there with these, and so they bolster me in that. [consequently, I tend to listen to them more, in fact] [well, with the exception of.. Anyhow.. which, of course, gets its own--okay "filthy" category] [and yes, as we all know by now, it remains strong at the lead position for me] [on my iTunes roster, that is].. [but only because I'm a very weak person].. [no, actually, it's a truly great song, and very well produced and executed].. Now, Going Home I have to be careful of. If I listen to it at the wrong time, it can hurt too much--and in that, I find it terribly, beautifully moving. Actually, I'd maybe put Show Me the Place in a similar category.. and so, yes, I'm careful of these, emotionally speaking.. although.. the "loved you like a slave" theme moves towards me in a different way than do the lyrics of Going Home.. the "slave" theme having, as it does, the intimacy of a lover, among its other meanings.. [which of course v i o l e t flowers attach to entirely willingly] Now, Come Healing is just as the title sounds, and has helped me in that regard.. especially during a car crisis I had just recently, the details of which I won't go into just now.. [damn old Saab].. but I was just so freaked out, and I found that by focusing on Come Healing as I drove, I was able to pull through it, in fact. [thank you, my angel, for that].. [you really were my angel during a pretty serious crisis, and no small thanks to that song].. and Crazy to Love You.. actually, some of its lines were inside me today.. (it's such a beauty of a song) And Banjo always surprises me somehow. I don't know why, but it's always this great delight to "re-remember" it again--as if I'd forgotten.. [it's always new, in that sense.. although this whole CD still feels wonderfully new to me].. oh, and with Banjo.. (as I've mentioned at an earlier point).. even when the content goes places I'd rather it wouldn't go, I still stay "bobbing" with it, it seems. Lastly, Lullaby is just the sweetest present you could ever have given me.. [my love].. and I really do listen to it before bed sometimes, so sweet it is to me. [and in that I feel so cared for]

[END: Violet Flower's review "in brief"]

[much later note: I'm skimming through here, and am trimming some things, including the ending of this post] [I'll leave the song, though]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uMwbU-IpNdA
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xxx.. xx xx .. xx x.. xxx ..

[Violet]

.. my love, my angel.. how are you? .. I miss you even more when I don't post here.. but.. well, last night I didn't think I had anything coherent to post.. so, I saved it to my desktop, as I wasn't sure if I should post it or not. [we'll see]

[sigh]

.. yesterday was a strange day. I felt giddy, and it was practically a blizzard outside, and it was difficult to concentrate. [I could even blame you for that--not for the snowfall, but for my giddiness. Actually, I think I will blame you for that--you've rendered me "giddy"].. [my angel]

.. but today it was back to working like the devil.. [nice transition there].. and.. well, I really feel to be getting way "in" there, even more than I had been already. I do think the more I can elucidate of this stuff, the more powerful the piece will be as a whole.. so.. 'tis not for naught.

.. but, yeah.. I'm still trying desperately to wrap things up with it, nevertheless. [my god]

.. in any case, tomorrow I go to Gotham, finally.. (haven't been in quite some time).

.. actually, I was just putting together something to post tonight on that school shooting that just happened in Ohio, since it's so relevant to what I've been writing about.. but.. it's too late to finish it, so it will have to wait, I'm afraid.

.. so.. that's really all I have for now.

.. actually, back on the blues front, I thought I'd post a song by someone else I've admired for quite some time, now. His sound features the harmonica.. over guitar. It's a sound fairly unique to him, I feel.

[my love, I do hope you're working on something nice 'n bluesy for me for your next album].. [even a bit, well, "filthy"].. [if you think you have more of that in you].. [I mean, I understand if that's not where you're at, at the moment.. but.. in case you're teetering.. this is just to gently push you in that direction.. [in case you're teetering, I mean]

.. okay, my angel.. here's my lovely kiss.. x.. and

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9YTlMs4NlI
FULL SCREEN..

.. oh, and this number seems about right, since tomorrow's Gotham.. x xx x.. (I miss you, my love).. (just so much)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6MRdFjvjXw
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xx x.. xx xxx.. xx xxx..

[Violet]

41

I look far, I forget you and I'm lost. I lift my hands to you. I kneel toward my
heart. I have no other home. My love is here. I end the day in mercy that I
wasted in despair. Bind me to you, I fall away. Bind me, ease of my heart,
bind me to your love. Gentle things you return to me, and duties that are
sweet. And you say, I am in this heart, I and my name are here. Everywhere
the blades turn, in every thought the butchery, and it is raw where I wander;
but you hide me in the shelter of your name, and you open the hardness to
tears. The drifting is to you, and the swell of suffering breaks toward you.
You draw me back to close my eyes, to bless your name in speechlessness.
Blessed are you in the smallness of your whispering. Blessed are you who
speaks to the unworthy.

Leonard Cohen [Book of Mercy]



.. my love, how are you?

.. the other evening I felt at such a loss. Deep down, I mean.. and I went to your Book of Mercy, and I found the page where I'd left the dried green reed.. [marking the last passage I'd read].. and above is the page where I found it.

Everywhere the blades turn, in every thought the butchery, and it is
raw where I wander; but you hide me in the shelter of your name,
and you open the hardness to tears.

.. this could almost be about the writing I'm doing. I remember writing here that I thought there needed to be a sweetness to this love story I'm writing, in the face of all the "butchery," as you call it, as well its many guises.. perhaps so to "open the hardness to tears."

.. I do feel your own art succeeds in that. I was listening to the whole of Old Ideas in the car today, and it really does feel to do that. There is such strength there.. but strength through such a poignant vulnerability. And then life is allowed to be sweet, almost.. when even the worst of it calls on us to be in ourselves.. and to not forget who we are in that. Even in the face of horrors, both personal.. and of the world.. that art makes it known to ourselves as personal.. and maybe in that, there's to find a course.

Blessed are you who speaks to the unworthy.

.. this brings up such contradictory feelings in me. Well, of course, these lines could very well be addressed to God.. but, maybe as well, there is our plight here on earth--our own actions, then.

I once lived in just the most God awful section of Brooklyn, where there were drug dealers next door--and an elevated subway over the street (!).. And there was this guy named 'Angel,' of all things, who was this Vietnam vet, who also lived in the building next door. But, anyway, I don't know how it happened that I invited him in once. He just was there, and so I invited him in. It had nothing to do with anything romantic, or even with feeling sorry for him. It just was in the order of things that day.

I showed him some art work I was doing, and I remember I even sang for him, which is not at all like me to do. I mean, I'm usually very shy about singing for anyone. But, I did, and he really liked my singing. Then I made him some miso soup.. and.. well, things went down hill from there. He had some whiskey I think it was. A flask of whiskey, and he wound up pouring it into the nice bowl of miso soup I had served him. And he became a rather ugly drunk, and I can't say I remember the things he did or said, only that it had me feeling just so awful in just so many ways.

It was, of course, disrespectful of him to do what he was doing, and so that felt hurtful. But, even worse than that.. that he couldn't ALLOW himself to have a pleasant evening.. to be treated well.. to just enjoy things. That he somehow had to piss all over it. And, yes, I'd seen this sort of behavior before.. and

even if I've never treated anyone the way he had, I know I've felt fairly worthless, at times, myself.

but, was it wrong that I offered my hospitality in this way, then.. given what had happened?

or am I blessed in so doing?

there is no earthly reward, only sadness.

and a reluctance, too.. to let that happen again.

I have no idea how I just got to this point here with this. But I suppose it's appropriate, given your Book of Mercy. And now, I just thought: well, isn't that the face of war, though?.. the way Angel was made to feel about himself?.. and isn't that very much a part of what I'm writing about?.. what "the Man's" precious war does to us all?


oh.. there's something I feel so heartened by from Different Sides

I to my side call the meek and the mild
[you to your side call the word]

I love the "warrior" spirit of the song, made gentle in light of its "army"

and the strength in

actually, I just thought of those lines from Banjo

Its duty is to harm me
My duty is to know

so, perhaps, the strength implied by what it is to "know."



.. well, my love.. I thought I'd get to other things tonight, but it's late, and I'm tired. You know, maybe you're the "wave" that takes this broken, bobbin' little banjo out to sea sometimes--it's just that I can feel you so greatly at times.. [and it's just such a lovely wave

.. once again.. my little kiss.. x

[I'm working hard, my angel.. and I send all my love

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rop4EpD2zqs
FULL SCREEN..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qEcTq78S ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

xx.. xx xxx .xx.. xx x

[Violet]

.. my love, how are you?.. I've been missing you, my angel.

.. last night I thought that maybe I'd try to catch up on some zzzzzz's, instead of posting something.. only then I lay in bed for what seemed like hours before falling asleep. The only good part was that I had some of your songs from Old Ideas on my mind.. and the sound of your deep voice was very comforting.


I don't know, I was going to talk about that school shooting in Ohio, but I'm still mulling it over. I may just let that sort of material wait until I post my story, since it definitely pertains.

oh--actually, I think I need a new "section".. [I've been feeling this way for a while now].. so


VIOLET FLOWER'S TOP TEN TIPS 'N TOPICS.. [although I'm doubtful I'll do three, let alone ten]

1. I thought it only right that I mention that former Monkee, Davey Jones, just died. [and they actually have a cause of death, which is almost shocking, given his celebrity] In any event, I thought I might post this as a tribute. [actually, do check out that cool set design]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ehJNw-T3gpo
FULL SCREEN..

[uh, Mickey Dolenz

[actually, I forgot what I was about to say]


2. Okay, next up is this item:

The United States Yoga Federation [????] is hell bent on making yoga an Olympic Sport.

in other words

Y-O-G-A plus U-S-A equals O-L-Y-M-P-I-C S-P-O-R-T

[do I need to say anything more on this?]

[sigh]


3. Oh--my angel. Okay, I don't have a lot of info. on this--as to WHY, I mean--but I heard recently that chocolate is actually super-duper good for you. I think maybe I might be rather disappointed with this news, actually, since chocolate seems to be my one indulgence at this point. But, yeah..

oh, and to add insult to injury, this is what happened to me just recently concerning chocolate:

.. so.. I used to really like Green & Black's milk chocolate with almonds--maybe, in part, because they use a less processed kind of sugar, and so it doesn't seem as sweet as some chocolate does. Oh, and of course, it's really good chocolate. But then, just recently I tried their 85% dark chocolate, which isn't sweet at all. I mean, it's very very serious tasting.. and I didn't think I really liked it, either..

UNTIL

I tried to go back to their milk chocolate, and now that feels terribly "wimpy" seeming all-of-a-sudden--like it's just not serious enough. [??]

.. so, it seems I've gotten really "serious" about what was supposed to be my one rather "light" and "fun" indulgence. So, yeah.. now, I'm hooked on 85%.

.. so, this is a warning to you all: if you like the chocolate you're currently enjoying, then stick with it, and don't try the 85% variety, or you just may wind up like me--and never enjoy a frivolous chocolate moment again.

[so, at least you've been warned] [oh, and that counts as a "tip"]

[later note: I actually believe their 85% to be "gateway," in fact, as G&B also has a 90%, I think it is]

[my god.. talk about a kill joy]


4. I don't know why I started an item #4, as I'm pretty sure that's it, my love. I guess I should just go back to work. Actually, I don't think it's just the 85% thing that's got me feeling all serious these days. I really think I won't be even remotely happy until I finish writing this blasted thing. Maybe at that point I'll FORCE myself to indulge in the milk chocolate with almonds that I used to like so much. I mean, maybe at THAT point I'll be more amenable to actually enjoying something.. so

oh:

5. Sax player, Red Holloway has also just died. He's played with a lot of jazz/blues/rock folks.. including Billie Holiday, and Chuck Berry.

.. actually, speaking of sax players, a friend of mine knows a sax player who's mostly played pop stuff, but who is interested in learning my "repertoire".. [as it were].. [so that he might accompany me].. so, guess I'll be meeting up with him at some point to see if he's any good. [??]

[I rather thought I'd work up to doing that open mic thing before assembling a band, but.. these things have a way of just dropping in your lap sometimes].. [may as well check it out]


6. Oh, last of all.. here's my quote of the day.. [or, of the Top Ten list].. and if you guess what singer/actor said this, and from what movie I've lifted it, you shall receive a lifetime supply of Green & Black's 85%. [yes: this is a serious contest].. [obviously]

okay: here's the quote:

A hundred thousand hangovers down the drain.

.. okay, and for more of a clue [if not the answer].. I thought this a rather fun item..

.. so, it seems Sammy Cahn's My Kind of Town, as performed by

http://rutube.ru/tracks/4854334.html?v= ... 4c5ed0c62a
FULL SCREEN..

.. yes, it seems this big Sinatra number lost an Oscar, I guess it was, to

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=te_Nv3lMUnA
FULL SCREEN..

.. now, I think this ENTIRELY validates my, uh, "Julie" thing. [pretty sure].. [indirectly, at least]

[oh, and--strange to say--these are approximately the same time period as what I linked to below]



.. so that's it for my list of vital topics, my love. Actually.. if I'm a bit scarce in these parts right now, it's that I'm in serious serious 85% mode until I get this writing done.. after which I shall return to my purplie-bubblie [milk-chocolatie] v i o l e t flower mode.. and you shall show up on that white stallion of yours.. and we shall abscond to Parts Unknown. [where I can fool around with you under the table]

[that's as far as I got so far]

[speaking of parts unknown.. I do hope, my angel, that you've given my, uh, filthy blues request a little thought].. [if you're teetering, I mean]

.. okay, so.. all these kisses to you, my angel .. xx xx x.xx x… [oh, and that one special one.. x

oh, and.. as I'm sort of taking this band apart in the writing I'm doing, I thought I'd post the cover that first put them.. [and a whole lot of other things, it seems].. over

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=anzXwTkO ... re=related
FULL SCREEN..

.. xx xx xx x.. xx xxx. xx.. xx x..