Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Daddy’s telling lies / Baby’s eating flies / Mommy’s on pills / Baby’s got the chills
I’m friends with the President / I’m friends with the Pope / We’re all making a fortune / Selling Daddy’s dope
Sitting here in Queens / Eating re-fried beans / We’re in all the magazines / Gulpin’ down Thorazines
Do you guys use Flipboard? Fewer and fewer magazines are on it. It seems like publications worth reading want $9.99. I do like the feel of Flippin through a series of interests upon awaking, but one thing is for sure, my clipboard certainly does lead down a variety of paths.
College basketball, transfer portal, soccer news, Trump crimes, and Russia. I mean WTF are Russians thinking? Ugh, god help us.
Speaking of Russians, it got me thinking about songs about Russia. Well of course there’s The Beatles and then there’s not much after that. Then again The Ramones named an album with the Soviets in mind.
It’s a long way…thank G.
Listen well.
Idelic Single of the Week: bar italia – my little tony
She’s no drag.
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