Hello Marsha
Life wisdom is collected and compiled during the whole lifetime. Pieces
and bits glued together.
This was originally a often repeated sentence one of my friends uttered
about frying fish:
"Too much salt, or to less, is blasphemy", (to the fish or it's creator,
that's the question).
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Yesterday I took sometime to transform of my old 45 rpm records into mp3
format. My original intention was to buy me an old jukebox. I am
surprised that so many of the B-sides are about being alone and longing
for love. It seem like most of the artist were aware of that the A-side
should be broadcasted by the radio and then they could bring their real
message on the B-side. It seem to me that what they really wanted to say
was “I’m so alone and I wanna get laid”. Or what do you think about the
simple rhetoric in the lyrics of the B-side of Albert Hammonds single
“It never rains in southern california”, on the B-side he sings “is
there anyone in the audience with a pad that I can crash into?” Hit
records are distributed in billions all over the world with the more
hidden message on the b-sides left over to listen to when the a-side was
too filled up with pops and cracks. Or when the star is playing the hit
single for his visitor at the hotel room. “Hey baby, Wanna listen to the
other side of my bullet record?”. Thats my theory. Is there anyone in
the world that have studied the rhetoric qualities of the lyrics of the
B-sides of hit records? What about the B-side of Buffy Sainte-Maries
“Soldier Blue”, “Until it’s time for you to go”. Doesn’t that sound like
a desperate call for some love time?
I was captured and seduced by three indian women. I’m sorry but I don’t
remember all of it. It was 25 years ago but I recall that I was told
that Wakantanka “blows his whistle” and when he do, “your thinking are
puzzled and start questioning”. She draw her finger slowly from the top
of my head and down my face. When you are looking curiously, it’s
wakantanka playing hide-n-seek. Wakantanka appeared in some way in a
straight line where she pointed from the brain down to the genitals,
Wakantanka puts courage into your heart and power in your heartbeat,
wakantanka calls for your hunger and stands behind the sexual
arousement. Anyone heard about this before?
On the B-side of “Strange kind of woman” by Deep Purple the title is
actually “I’m alone”. The guitar solo from Ritchie Blackmore gives me
chicken skin. Wow! This is power, pattern and performance in a perfect
palanced quality!
Or is it just Wakantanka playing with my hearing?
Jan-Anders
Hello Jan,
Thank you for the advice... Sighting your last sentence, blasphemy towards
what? Are you referring to something in particular?
Marsha
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