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Archive for December, 2022

more fuel for shuffle flame . . .

Tuesday, December 27th, 2022

more fuel for shuffle flame . . .

311 – Ghost Town – The Specials
312 – Grieve My Lord No More – Foxy Blues
313 – Cumbia del Coyote – Grupo Fantsma
314 – Steal SLow Down Softly Thru Snow – Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band
315 – Low Down Dirty Dog Blues – Son House
316 – Boxcar Blues – Boxcar Willie
317 – Kentucky – The Everyly Brothers
318 – I’m a Rattlesnakin’ Daddy – Blind Boy Fuller
319 – Nobody Knows You When You’re Down and Out – Janis Joplin & Jorma Kaukonen
320 – Cool Water – Sons Of The Pioneers
320 – The Tale of Tsar Salton Op 57: The Flight Of The Bumblebee – James Galway
321 – Blue Train – John Coltrane

 

adding some strange to my shuffle pool . . .

Sunday, December 18th, 2022

adding some strange to my shuffle pool . . .

301 – Strange Fruit – Billie Holiday
302 – Strange Fruit – Billie Holiday Tricky/Tool remix
303 – Strange Game – Mick Jagger
304 – The Stranger Song – Leonard Cohen
305 – People Are Strange – Tiny Tim
306 – Strange Days – The Doors
307 – Strange – Patsy Cline
308 – Love Is Strange – Mickey & Sylvia
309 – Strange Brew – Cream
310 – T.V.O.D. – The Normal

 

new fuel for old shuiffle fire . . .

Wednesday, December 14th, 2022

new fuel for old shuiffle fire . . .

289 – Desolation Row – Bob Dylan
290 – Epistrophy – Thelonious Monk
291 – You’re Dead – Norma Tanega
292 – Guess Things Happen That Way – Johnny Cash & The Tennessee Two
293 – Work Song – Nina Sinone
294 – Salty Papa Blues – Dinah Washington
295 – We Are Monkeys – Travis
296 – I Am The Walrus – The Beatles
297 – Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah – Bob B. Soxx & The Blue Jeans
298 – Play Together Again – Buck Owens & Emmylou Harris
299 – Mongoloid – Devo
300 – Jocko Homo – Devo
301 – Strange Fruit – Billie Holiday

 

November 2022 Medusa Kitchen Smith monthly feature

Sunday, December 4th, 2022

November 2022 Medusa Kitchen Smith monthly feature

“Our thanks to Smith, who is going through some major pain these days as a result of a fall he took last month, and subsequent surgery. Of course, poets are always taking the fall for one thing or another, but this was a harsh physical one that left Steven with a shitload of pain to carry. Hang in there, SBS, and keep writing it out. We’ll be rootin’ for ya. (Smith just passed the seven-year mark in Medusa postings; here’s to another seven years, then another, then another…)” – sez Kathy Kieth, publisher/editor Medusa’s Kitchen

http://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2022/11/gray-days-in-cleveland.html

 

word harvest November 2022

Friday, December 2nd, 2022

word harvest November 2022

2022.11.1 – The Entropy Express
2022.11.4 – The quiet night isn’t quiet
2022.11.10 – The pain of body
2022.11.13 – Dark in here, fog out there
2022.11.18 – Coffee down
2022.11.26 – O dead temples in the sky
2022.11.28 – There are whisperers close at hand

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The Entropy Express

Thought I’d woulda coulda shoulda maybe
but then again I’m quite lazy
discipline somewhat hazy
plus there’s those who claim I’m crazy
but heck with that let’s stick with this
I’m one dark dread in search of bliss
a future nipple’s gentle kiss
instead of cyclic shit and miss
I ask sky why but there’s no answer
look inside find moral cancer
my id gazelle my ego panther
in my me a danger dancer
yet still I’m here not yet gone
not yet lost though sure ain’t won
cuz in sadness I still find fun
with magic wife my always one
add in dog and shadow cat
friends most fine and this and that
sadness being but temporal trap
before my final one hand clap
so grab your ticket get in line
for Entropy Train’s mighty crime
riding life’s lying bind
of slings and errors outrageous, unkind

~ ~ ~

The quiet night isn’t quiet
water gurgles in pipes
aquarium bubbles
fireplace clicks as heat expands
black cat purrs in lap
coyotes howl to sirens on the bridge
one clock cuckoos one bongs one chimes
all three tick my life away
freight trains below pull heavy loads
down shadow tracks in dark valleys
going not here
from not here
long lonely moans in time
as entropy blossoms full flower
bloom blood in the circle slowing

~ ~ ~

The pain of body
versus the promise of day
ever onward

~ ~ ~

Dark in here, fog out there
sez me in the living room
sez me in my mind

Any wisdom learned
leaked out long ago

I stand outside
flaunting my sins
hoping someone will notice

~ ~ ~

Coffee down
weed in
awaiting sun

Train moans
body groans
mind stones

It’s another
I don’t want to do this
day

Born of Holocaust and atomic bomb
death fast death slow
between yes and no and maybe

This reality
and I
are not aligned

~ ~ ~

O dead temples in the sky
hear us as we cry why
the lie

O Invisible Friend above
gentle the bite of karmic glove
and entropy’s shove

O You who seldom answer
it’s fall to winter falling
and I’ve yet to find my calling

Gimme a clue or let me through

~ ~ ~

There are whisperers close at hand
questioning this, doubting that
denying flesh and fact

We’re pretty much raisins running backwards
to some plump plum once upon a time
seeds seedless sending

Now and then, before or after
doesn’t matter
rock gotta roll up hill again

Rock gonna roll
pain gonna play
we gonna pay

And yet it’s worth it for the while
when and where we smile
along the way

What can I say?

 

 
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