Analogman

I'm going to start this one today:

 

Interesting how that has disappeared from the American conscience.

Gods in Alabama - J. Jackson

Shadow Divers - R. Kurson

The Traveler - J. Twelve Hawks

Rush Chemistry - J. Collins

I just don't he should be talked to that way - he's a straight up guy.

Fair enough, but fuck, give it a rest. It seems like every single thing you post nowadays has at least one reference to that show. We get it.

You need to learn to respect.

This must be the place

Second place in the human race

Down in the basement

Now I know what he meant

Secondary modern

But there won't be a problem till the girls go home

This is the hand that you never shook

You never gave me the chance that I took

Secondary modern

But there won't be a problem till the girls go home

Is it out of the question

Between you and me

Is it pleasure or business

Or a packet of three?

Nobody makes me sad like you

Now my whole world goes from blue to blue

Secondary modern

But there won't be a problem till the girls go home...

Actually.. I'm going to build a recording studio in my garage

Good for you! Tape is where it's at.

If I was you, I would dig around on Ebay. A new one will cost you several thousand dollars.

http://www.soundonsound.com/sos/jul04/articles/qa0704-3.htm

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Reel-to-reel_..._tape_recording

Also - think about parts when you buy such a thing - as the bands and clutch will surely go or will already be busted. May be best to find something newer - if possible. I like old stuff - but one has to be prepared to work on such things.

She walks with a bell-clock round her neck

So the hippies think she's in with time

Time...

Her hair glistens like robins on a deck

Branches attack me from her neck

She's so fine

She's so very very fine

The sun from a cloud sinks into her eyes

The rain from a tree soaks into her mind

Mind...

Morning sign sounds just like a lark

All these signs are always a start

She's so fine

She's so very very fine

When I veer I get so near

But so far far far away

Listen to me today

We united just beside a leaf

The ground was hard underneath her her

Ahhhahhh

She's so fine

Ahhhahhh

Escaping the Delta: Robert Johnson and the Invention of the Blues

by Elijah Wald

Hell Bent for Leather : Confessions of a Heavy Metal Addict

by Seb Hunter

Room Full of Mirrors : A Biography of Jimi Hendrix

by Charles R. Cross

Maybe I will check it out then.

Nice shot!! I believe this was during the John Wesley Harding fake out (think he was watching the door to see if Nate would come running/sliding in from the bathroom).

 

Heidi - I'm not sure what Jazz Odyssey is, but when someone in the crowd requested it - Jeff replied that he had just played it (a.k.a. just finished tuning his guitar).

Spinal Tap

Where you there?

We got there somtime in the early afternoone.

Oh that's right. I was there Friday - I think it was. I always forget. Jeff came up the alley and stopped to talk to me.

What night was that? I think we were there at the same time.

http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y3/Attack...ow/IMG_5751.jpg

the jumping guy!

Spinal Tap

Pennsylvania snow is pretty thick,

Michigan ain't where I get my kicks.

Texas is fine but it gets too hot,

And New York City's not a place to stop.

New Orleans is the home of the blues,

But California's my home with Mary Hughes.

Down in Mississippi I'm told is nice,

And all the meals there, they come with rice.

Oregon and Iowa are not for me,

The Colorado mountains are something you must see.

But back in California there's nothing to lose,

'Cos everything's swinging there with Mary Hughes

I think that is a mixture of makeup, light, and digital photography at work there - as it is in most of the photos posted in this thread that come from some sort of magazine.

She's on ER.

I once ended up with a nail in my hand in a treehouse war.

Well, once I was a stone, many years ago

Into a pool was thrown, many years ago

Time went by and the pool ran dry

Excavated was I, and tempered and beat in the fiery heat

By the hand of a man, whose name was Dan, Dan the blacksmith

Well once I was a sword, many years ago

And my blade was broad, many years ago

Wore it with pride, and into battle I'd ride, on a warrior side

And cut my tail, their was loss of my tail

and soon did rust ,corrode to dust, oh my

Well once I was a daisy, many years ago

In pastures green and lazy, many years ago

But I was et by a goat who fell in a moat

And forgetting to float he sunk like a lead and stayed until dead

And was relieved to find just how kind it all was

Well once I was a grub, many years ago

And I lived among that mud , many years ago

But I'm a reckless mood, and I gave it a Coo

That was it with a prune, and when the good Lord was done

I walked with the sun, I shed my skins

And tried my wings and flew away

Well, once I was a bullfrog, had to struggle for survival

And once I was a carp and lived in waters on the meadow

And once I was a mynah bird, quoting verses from the Bible

I said pretty boy, pretty boy, Saint Luke

Well once I was a mule, many years ago

and my master treat me cruel, many years ago

By by was sick, so I moved to a kick,

So I took out a stick , laid it back across my back

To an almighty crack to my dismay

I cast away into the blue

Then I was born a human baby, many years ago

I remember I was born unto a lady, many years ago

All our hopes were piled on the back of a child

Who turned out to be wild, sent the devil a prayer

Caused the parson to swear so I took my leave

To lie and thieve, on my way to jail

Well, I've been a tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor

Known good times and disaster

But now I have a teacher and my teacher has a master

And the master is perfection, so he'll help us get there faster

Don't need no proof, 'cause that's the truth, and I'll drink to that!

Forever known as the "ex-wife song" to me.

Clean as a whistle

Smellin

I went out today

And I was looking at the people on the street

They weren't threatening to me

And I was noticing how it was kinda sweet

How I been changing a lot

How I think maybe, if I could find a way

To fall back in love with the world

And end up forgiving us eventually

Because I've never lived anywhere but in my head

Think that my eyes might of hidden instead

Ask me to forgive us for the things that we did

And I do, and I did

But the suns comes out and I hide

From whatever it is that's been tearing me up inside

But you weren't out today

You're just lying there and staring at the sheets

That's not threatening to you

But baby just take something so you can get some sleep

I know it's been changing you a lot

If there was chance you that could ever find a way

To fall back in love with world

You could forgive yourself eventually

Because you never lived anywhere but in your head

Think that your eyes might of hidden instead

Ask me to forgive us for the things that we did

And I do, and I did

But the suns comes out and I hide

From whatever it is that's been tearing me up inside

Inside

Inside

Inside