Blitzkrieg Bop

Then there’s Goodie or the Good. We’ve been friends since we were teens. He works at the homeless mission in downtown Metropolis. He’s good. Through and through.

I ❤ that cat and that is that.

Hey ho, let’s go, bro! 💋

I Fink U Freeky

P.S: I Fink U Freeky

This is one of the first new grooves I caught after upgrading my hearing at the end of January. They appeared on Dave and I thought: WHAT the heck are these cats doing on Letterman? Exceedingly weird* and wonderful. WAY. Hailing from South Africa Die Antwoord (Afrikaans for The Answer)…

I Fink You Freeky and I like you a lot, baby. Really. Really do.

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* SO weird. I sure hope you dig it.

Sesame Street

This ones goin’ out to you! Yeah. You. I ❤ You! Thanks a bunch for ever following my blog, liking my posts, or being my friend! It’s like Sesame Street here. Like a virtual neighbourhood where everyone belongs.

Thanks a bunch, as well, to the homies who put me up to the blog — chiefly Longbox Graveyard, the Good and Tigger. It would be an understatement to say I was skeptical. And… In all honesty… I only did it to prove them wrong. Uh, yeah. Shucks, baby, to get them off my back. Not that they were ever really ‘on’ it, but, the Good had been after me for years to do something like this. I would never dis’ any of them in any way and like to think of myself as flexible and accommodating.

So?

“Hey, I tried. Wasn’t my bag. Sorry. But, thanks…”?

Not so much.

They were right. I was wrong.

Blame them. 😉 lol

Can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street? Oh, wait! I’m here!

And just like *Bang!* and I’m your girl, hey? It’s WAY spectacular to get it on with so many beautiful, talented, eccentric, colourful, humorous, clever, kick-ass, groovy, egghead, (I’m not running out of superlatives here, people, I could go on… and on…) folks I’ve met through this silly blog which I didn’t even want to do, hey? It’s like a rainbow! Yeah. A rainbow. And, that, cats and kittens, is my favourite colour! Who knew? You’re. My. Favourite. Colour. Yeah, you.

I could just eat you up!

Yum.

❤❤❤

Brought to you by the numbers 2, 3 and 5 and the letters P, G and T. ❤ ya! 💋

Who Do You Love?

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What can I say about my girl, Tigger? We are, at once, polar opposites yet exactly the same? We are an unlikely pair to be certain. Or, maybe, SO unlikely we MUST be a pair. Like Venus + Mars. In all likelihood she is my most vocal and number one fan in life.

We used to be next-door neighbours. I’ve made a lot of good friends that way. I’m just a home-girl at ❤, hey?

So. Without further ado… goin’ out to my perennially surviving, Harley-riding, car-racing (legal, amateur), vintage sportscar-owning, truck-driving (like, BIG trucks), mild-mannered (sic) accountant, Gearhead* girlfriend…

Who Do You Love, girl? C’mon, who? 💋

We’ve been through the fire, man. Life has dealt us a lot of lemons. IS dealing us lemons. Aunty M has been dying in hospital since April. She is traveling in and out of Time. It’s something to behold — not in a good way.

We attended The Wall with Roger Waters together. Then, we just looked each other in the eyes at the exact same Time. Sang along. It was a ‘moment’. Shared. True. We’ve been there for every ‘turn’ either of us has had since we first met. I think we were written in the stars, or something. We’re kismet…

Sometimes the shit hits the fan so repeatedly, consistently without end you just wanna scream, hey?

It wears you down… And, then… your Love just turns grey…?

Somehow we’ve both survived (?). Black and blue. Bloody and scarred. I think she’s the toughest chick I’ve ever met. She, Dutchess and the kids say the same of me?

Nuh-uh. I’m a wimp.

One thing is for certain, cats and kittens, we are both resigned — determined? — to Kick it Out! Until we can’t anymore or it’s out of our systems. Damn straight. Dig my girls, please… Heart.

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* I can tell you the make of my favourite cars, otherwise, I’m just down for colour. I’m WAY too dizzy for motorcycles and souped-up cars just blow my street cred, baby. 😉 lol

Run Like Hell

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What can I say about my cousin, Stretch. He’s so mellow and sweet. Just an all-around groovy-good cat.

Hey, Handsome. This one’s for you, baby. Love checkin’ out hot chicks with you! 😉 lol

The Stand

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Jimmy gets three, because, well, he’s The Silver Surfer, dude. This is a groove I caught from him. The Stand by Canadian act Mother Mother… I hope you like it. They’re really cool… Jimmy is, too…

He’s Nothin’ But a Good Time. He’s really good at everything and possesses a sharp, uh, Poison wit. He’s kinda Magic, really… Karaoke, anyone? 😉 lol

A mutual fave of all Time and Space… You got it! Good Times, Bad Times! This one’s for the neighbours, baby! Yeah! Dig it!

I’m Sexy and I Know It

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Another groove I’m catching courtesy of the ‘kids’. Sendin’ this one out to my boy, Bobby. He REALLY knows how to get the party started, cats and kittens… And how! Way silly-sexy, baby. 😉 lol

Fuck You!

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A new groove I’m catchin’ courtesy of my good, kind and smokin’ hot-beautiful Dutchess. You’d really dig her. I do. She is all that and more. Check out Cee’s all-funky, all-pink, all-girl, all-band, baby… 💋

Oh, yeah… and… 😉 lol

Everyday People

I wanted to pay tribute to my good peeps. So here’s what I’ve decided to do. I’m going to do a series of musical portraits of the Everyday People that populate my life. The peeps I ❤❤❤❤❤. I ❤ them so much I want to introduce you to them. Some of you may have already met Earl’s gang in Like, Wow! Wipeout!

I don’t really like to talk about my homies or myself in great detail with people I don’t know. Every time I do I feel uncomfortable and awkward. Think this as a groovy-good way to share my ❤ with you. Count my blessings.

In doing so I’ve realised there are quite a lot. A lot of peeps. So, I think it will be a recurring category. Because, there’s all kinds of folks I’d like to pay tribute to through song and you never stop meeting new people, right?

Right.

The ‘kids‘ I roll with are just the greatest, most beautiful, cheekiest, grooviest gang you could ever find and they are mine. Mine? Like, wow! They’re my neighbours — not next door but… They’re the people that you meet when you’re walking down the street. I’ve known them all since they were kids. They grew up. We’d always been friends but I didn’t always hang and party with them. Kinda resisted. They insisted. There’s eight of them — not including their kids. So, we won’t be getting to them all at once. All I can say is I ❤ them madly. Big. Big. Love.

I know some stellar people! Like, wow! And how!

So. Let’s get this ❤-in started with Sly and the Family Stone, baby. Funking dig it! Dig. It. Dig the ALL colours! Dig all the ❤! Dig all the Everyday People! This is the way it should be, could be, baby. Everyone together. Like Sesame Street! Dance to the Music!

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Like, Wow! Wipeout!

It had been a particularly hellish day, week. Who knew? It IS Hell Week, hey? From July 17-25th — but, sometimes it reverberates beyond. It’s been hell for a whole lotta folks… Heaps…

Stopped in to see Earl on the way back to the Green…

It’s always good to see Earl… Yeah.

Then, Earl’s gang settled my bill?

It was all rather a bit awkward at first. (I like it. Awkward. It’s always sweet and good. Genuine.) The Chef was just sort of hovering shyly, aimlessly? Asked if he couldn’t interest me in dessert — flanked just then by my girl and my waitress? Some berries and cream, maybe?

“No,” I’d said, “Thank you. The food was delicious, as always. But, I’d best be off. Things to do. I’ll just settle the bill, please? But, thanks.”

“No… It’s, it’s on us, on the… uh, house,” nodded the Chef magnanimously. The girls nodding in chorus.

“Really?”

“Yeah, really.”

“No?”

“Yes. It’s okay.”

“Like, wow! Thanks!” I embraced them — it’s how I roll…

Wow! Just… shucks, baby, really? I had NO idea they liked me so much. I have NO idea why? I mean, I’m nice, yeah, but… NOT that nice! I AM polite, a consistent tipper…?

They all kissed me, too? All three of them? Sweeeeet! My girl, the Chef (Bonuuuuus!) and my lovely waitress (Ooh. An auburn Anne Hathaway with green eyes and the new short ‘do’, too. Who knew?)

I hadn’t met the Chef or my waitress before. Well, HAD seen the Chef before, but…

… ahem… 😊

It was, like, REALLY good! Great! Groovy! Groovy-good! Made me feel like a princess or something — in the best possible way. WAY! I ❤ them SO much! Holy 🐮!!!

Like, wow! 😍 Wipeout!

What a surprise! I am just ‘gone’ they were so spectacular. Gone. HO-LY 🐮!?! It was just crazy-beautiful. Super-fantastique! Big ❤! It was a groovy-yummy ❤-in. Not just the food. 😉 lol

I telephoned their boss when I got home. I guess, I should send a card. I mean, I am over the moon.

They just made my day! A day, a week that really needed making. All-in-all an unexpectedly pleasant respite from Hell Week. I must say.

Like, wow! Wipeout! No doubt!

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So, hey… Here’s another silly ❤ song to get us through and pay tribute to the awesomeness that manifests with Earl’s gang… Give it up for the Hoodoo Gurus, cats and kittens!