EARLY SONGS HOLD A TORCH UP IN THE SHADOWS OF FAME FROM HERE TO JUBILEE GOSPEL BRIDGE DA WRAG


sly songs

There's one thing silly about the picture at left. The haircut. Must've been the one time I ever tried to cut it myself. As you can see, it was a hack job. Don't ask me to do yours. Not unless you want to end up with a shaved head...that might be kinda PHUNNE...I had my head shaved back in 1991, and it really was phunne watching it grow all the way back "out" again.

Featured in this picture is the Epiphone "Texan" model guitar, which was the first steel string "gitbox" I ever had. I bought it in 1967, and it lasted - through all kinds of weather and dire straits of various sorts - until 1977, when it was purloined one night. I sure hope whoever "owned" it next gave it much Tender Loving Care. If you want to read stories about my original Epiphone, mouse-click the guitar in the picture.

What will follow in the days ahead is an assortment of songs, all of which have been played somewhere in America that are anywhere from Slightly Sly All the Way to Downright SILLY...so, stay TUNED!

Stranger on a Bus

OK, now...you've just gotten on the DAWG out there in Montana. There's one seat left, next to a wizened old gentleman, who's asleep against the window. You put your guitar up in the rack, and sit your weary self down. Just then, the fellow sleeping wakes up and turns toward you. You can smell the last cigar on his breath..."dead ringer" for George Burns in his nineties! He opens his mouth and begins to softly croon this song, after he says, "I was looking at myself in the mirror one morning, and I thought I saw the Beast...Then I got the idea for this song and sang it to myself...couldn't help but smile, then. It's not too heavy, simply a wrinkle in rhythmn and rhyme. Hope you like it, John..." (and you don't even look the slightest bit like John Denver...) See if you can guess which verse is the hardest to sing without laughing. No kidding. Really!

Mr. Faust Buys an Empty Suit

What's an empty suit? Someone gets home, takes off their suit, puts it in the closet and there's Nobody home...could be a professor or two I've had, a politician without a personal hobby. On rare bad days, it might even be a bench busker...

Elvis is Coming...Back for Christmas
jesse holding elvis
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Lycanthropy

Werewolves? Vampires? Dope fiends?
Who's zoomin' who?
Shattered dreams grow up to be shattered worlds...

Fame's a Game...unh?

Wrabbitt Wrap? No, diz'are already got fur! Rapid Rap?
OK. We'll put this out on 33rpm
vinyl'n'ya can play it at 78...

Why Should I Care?

Come to the Alchemical Wedding.
No invitation card needed.
Say Pedro Coliché invited you...

LUNACY

Ever see the HARE in the Moon?

TOUGH & TENDER

...was so hot I froze to death...
Uh...lezzee...upside out, inside down...

Southern Man BUYS a Stairway to FreeBurd

(MIX IT UP!!!)
A response to drunken "request-demands"

OUTSIDE MAN BLUES

A very BUSKER specific song
WHAT Devil? Which Angel?
HOW does "time" "END?"

THIEF In the Night/Wedding BALL

The first verse
Came out SINGING at 5am
After busking one summer night

Waiting In The WINGS

(Curtain CALL...)

Be A Queen Of ALL?

Everywhere You ARE

Also Known As: CIRCLE SONG

Little MZ Road RAGE

PSST! I've got some patented slow down pills,
works half-as-fast as the other brands...LOL!!!

Back to the Silly (...sly), side of Slokum.

rainbow rays emanate from the word home


winking
kilroy

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