Left: Thanks to Yellowdog Granny!
~*~
Wow, has it really been almost five months since I publicly answered my mail? Goodness mercy. Slack, that's me.
My excuse: I saved the fun emails in another file, then promptly forgot all about them. I found them whilst searching for something else entirely, which seems to sum up my whole life.
And so, at long last, we go forward with Q-and-A with Daisy, VOLUME TWO!
~*~
Q: I can't figure out what kind of Christian you are. You claim to be Catholic and then you quote Buddhists and Hindus. You talk about the saints and then you welcome people with gender confusion and affirm their psychosis. You casually use the F-word. What kind of Christian are you, anyway?
A: The fun kind!
Q: I suppose you know that you are no vegetarian if you eat cheese and eggs? Please stop calling yourself one!
A: Bite me!
Q: What is your real name, and why won't you tell us? Is it LaToya?
A: I explained in the comments of the gargantuan thread in question, why I would not reveal my real name. I have also divulged a great deal of very personal stuff in my blog; I live in a smallish town and my name is pretty distinctive. I am usually the only person with my name that people have met, and it would be easy to figure out who I am and who Mr Daisy is. He shouldn't have to pay for my sins, which as he would say, he does already!
You don't have a right to anyone's real identity on the internet. What's YOUR name, anyway?
If you don't want to answer that question, why am I expected to?
Q: You wrote about your name, so don't you think it's different?
A: You write about your workplace, so why won't you tell me where you work?
(((crickets)))
Q: You said you intended to go to 75% raw foods. Which books on the raw foods lifestyle do you suggest?
A: Living Foods Lifestyle, Rawsome, Complete Book of Raw Food, Living in the Raw, and many more here.
Q: When are you going to write more about the presidential campaign?
A: When the candidates choose their veep nominees, I will be all over it like flies on shit, pardon expression. Right now, not much going on, IMHO.
Hopefully, counter-demonstrations will also be going on during the conventions. I wish I could join them, as I did in my youth, but don't think I can run from riot police as well as I used to.
Q: I think your blog is really stupid, I can't believe the dumb things you write about.
A: Just keep clicking on it. Stats are stats!
I will try to keep amazing everyone with my stupidity. It's a dirty job, but... etc.
Q: Thanks for the Outlaws song, dude! I didn't know the name of the band or what the fuck they were singing. I couldn't have found it on my own. I love it!
A: My pleasure and ROCK ON!
Keep those cards and letters coming in!
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Q-and-A with Daisy - VOLUME TWO
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Her life was saved by rock and roll
Today: nostalgic musical interludes. Run away now!!!
Looking over my old posts, I was horrified I didn't blog this video for my obituary of the Outlaws' Hughie Thomasson. Then I realized, I didn't yet know how to embed videos!
I know now, so I feel obliged to post it.
Just keep in mind, this isn't just a SONG (there's no video)--it's an ANTHEM, and just like the 1812 Overture or something, it just can't be any shorter. Just so you know.
I assume only the Deadheads and/or southerners will stick around for all 10 minutes! Yall have heard of "dueling banjos"? The last two minutes of this song is "dueling electric guitars"--and a more righteous noise you ain't likely to hear in this lifetime.
Green Grass and High Tides - The Outlaws
[via FoxyTunes / The Outlaws]
~*~On Sunday, I mentioned my magical thinking.... and this is exactly the kind of thing that reinforces it: I have been looking for the following song since the advent of the net, literally, for well over a decade. I Googled the lyrics; I tried in vain to remember the name of the band. Was I spelling it wrong? No sign of it. It was a favorite of someone I knew, who died in November of 1979. Were we the only two people who heard the song? It was like a phantom. He is gone, the song is gone...and truly, it is like there is no record of him anywhere. If I could find the song, it would prove---what? That he isn't gone either. He is somewhere.
His birthday was June 10th, which started me looking for it all over again.
It was posted for the first time, yesterday, the 11th.
(See, "coincidences" like that are just too MUCH for me!)
And so, for Keith Alan Koon, at long last: Music Eyes.
He had them.
Music Eyes - Heartsfield (1974)
~*~
This song goes out to ex-Plexus (Bay Area feminist newspaper, published approx 1974-1983) news editor Kelly Eve McRae, another person it is virtually impossible to locate. Unfortunately, there is a Christian artist with the name "Kelly McRae"--rendering most searches maddeningly hopeless. (I know they aren't the same person, since they appear to be several decades apart in age.)
If you're out there, drop me a line.
More magical thinking: she wore her hair like this, too.
Temptation - New Order
~*~And finally, the song featuring the title of this post... I was over five years old (the age of the song's precocious protagonist) when I first heard it, but you know, not by much. If only they had allowed the Velvets on TV, I could have seen Maureen Tucker for myself and known that YES! There are WOMEN DRUMMERS! It might have changed my life. By the time I saw Karen Carpenter, they had already foisted the violin on me. (And besides, they made her stop playing the drums, too.)
The bang-up remake of this song by Mitch Ryder and the Detroit Wheels, inserted "Detroit station" in place of "New York station"--so I guess we all fill in our hometowns, if we identify with the story.
And ain't it the truth?
The Velvet Underground - Rock and Roll
[via FoxyTunes / The Velvet Underground]
Monday, September 10, 2007
Hughie Thomasson 1952-2007
I have just learned that the distinctively southern, ringing guitar of Hughie Thomasson was forever silenced last night. The former guitarist for the Outlaws, and author of the majestic rock anthem, Green Grass and High Tides, is gone. He died of a heart attack late last night. Thomasson also wrote the popular There Goes Another Love Song, which perfectly sums up the southern-fried rock sound of the 70s.
Thomasson also played with Lynyrd Skynyrd and often jammed with our local Marshall Tucker Band, with whom the Outlaws frequently toured.
With great sadness, we must announce the passing of our friend, Hughie Thomasson. Hughie died unexpectedly late Sunday night of an apparent heart attack at his home in Brooksville, Florida.
From www.outlawsmusic.com
For more southern rock history, see the invaluable Down South Jukin.
In a place you only dream of
where your soul is always free
Silver stages, golden curtains filled my head plain as could be
As a rainbow grew around the sun,
all the stars I've loved who died
Came from somewhere beyond the scene you see,
these lovely people played just for me.
(from Green Grass and High Tides)
Rest in peace, Hughie.
