The opinionated ramblings and muses of a weary web victim.
Published on November 11, 2002 By Jafo In WinCustomize Talk
What ya listenin' to at the moment?

Me?...a great bit of serious guitar work called 'Yo Momma', from Frank Zappa [Sheik Yerbootie]....my kinda music, and something even Hendrix would have been proud of....
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on Sep 03, 2003
Right now I have David Arkenstone - Under the Canopy on Winamp, but soon after that I'll load up the Alan Parsons album Pyramid. Revenge of the 80s!
on Sep 03, 2003
Smoke On The Water....[if ya don't know who did it then telling you is meaningless]...
on Sep 04, 2003
Skid Roper & Mojo Nixon.....I Hate Banks!



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on Sep 04, 2003
The whining of my drill in a patients mouth
sweet music to my ears, hit me baby one more time!
on Sep 18, 2003
EWF

September

Do you remember the 21st night of September?
Love was changing the minds of pretenders
While chasing the clouds away

Our hearts were ringing
In the key that our souls were singing.
As we danced in the night,
Remember how the stars stole the night away

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

My thoughts are with you
Holding hands with your heart to see you
Only blue talk and love,
Remember how we knew love was here to stay

Now December found the love that we shared in September.
Only blue talk and love,
Remember the true love we share today

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - never was a cloudy day

Ba de ya - say do you remember
Ba de ya - dancing in September
Ba de ya - golden dreams were shiny days
on Sep 23, 2003
Moonlight Sonata...
on Sep 23, 2003
Jimi
"The wind cries Mary"



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on Sep 24, 2003
Brother Down - Sam Roberts
on Sep 24, 2003
Sugaree - Grateful Dead

Shake-it shake-it
Sugaree
on Sep 24, 2003
Mama....Genesis
on Sep 28, 2003
Ahhh It's a lazy sunday afternoon & I'm listening to
-America -

Sister Golden Hair

Well I tried to make it Sunday, but I got so damn depressed
That I set my sights on Monday and I got myself undressed
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times
When a woman sure can be a friend of mine

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it

Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden Hair surprise
And I just can't live without you; can't you see it in my eyes?
Now I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find
But it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind

Will you meet me in the middle, will you meet me in the air?
Will you love me just a little, just enough to show you care?
Well I tried to fake it, I don't mind sayin', I just can't make it




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on Sep 28, 2003
Don't cross the river

There's a little girl out lyin' on her own
She's got a broken heart
She's not the kind to take you down for long
She knows and plays it smart

And if she's comin' she's showed no mark
She's heard no whistle blowin' from the dark
She feels like leavin' and she don't know why
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh

Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
All your life
You were on your own

If you want you can ride my train
And soon forget the reason that you're leaving
You'll lose yourself and then sometime
Maybe even save yourself some grievin'

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't try denyin' livin' on the other side
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide
Don't cross the river if you can't swim the tide ...
on Sep 28, 2003
A horse with no name

On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds
and rocks and things.
There was sand and hills and rings.

The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
and a sky with no clouds.
The heat was hot
and the ground was dry
but the air was full of sound.

I've been through the desert
on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert,
you can't remember your name
'cause there ain't noone
for to give you no pain.

After two days in the desert sun
my skin began to turn red.
After three days in the desert sun
I was looking at a river bed.
And the story it told of a river that flowed
made me sad to think it was dead.

After nine days, I let the horse run free
'cause the desert had turned to sea.
There were plants and birds
and rocks and things.
There was sand and hills and rings.
The ocean is a desert
with its life underground
and a perfect disguise above.
Under the city
lies a heart made of ground
but the humans will give no love.
on Sep 28, 2003
Ventura Highway

Chewing on a piece of grass
Walking down the road
Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe?
Some people say this town don't look good in snow
You don't care, I know

Ventura Highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
You're gonna go I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air

Did di di di dit ...

Wishin' on a falling star
Waitin' for the early train
Sorry boy, but I've been hit by purple rain
Aw, come on, Joe, you can always
Change your name
Thanks a lot, son, just the same

Ventura Highway in the sunshine
Where the days are longer
The nights are stronger than moonshine
You're gonna go I know

'Cause the free wind is blowin' through your hair
And the days surround your daylight there
Seasons crying no despair
Alligator lizards in the air, in the air

Did di di di dit ...



on Sep 28, 2003
Mike Oldfield...Tubular Bells....
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