Saturday, January 28, 2012

Every sha-la-la-la. . .

The year is 1973. . . wait, no it's not , it's 2012. It's been a long, long time since 1973, but Casey Kasem is on XM Radio THIS morning with America's Top 40 for the week of Jan. 27, 1973. What a nice coincidence, since just this week I heard that, at age fourteen, the teenage brain begins to process it's own taste in music. It's when we break away from what our parents listen to, and begin to form our own personal jukebox. That would explain why it's always 1973 in my head - and on my ipod.

The music, that first forms a bond with you, stays with you forever. It was the peak of the singer-songwriter era, from John Denver's Rocky Mountains and James Taylor's begging not to be lonely, to Lobo telling her to have no expectations of friendship and the first moment Gilbert O'Sullivan met Claire; sigh!

It was the year I bought Revolver, 1962-1966 (The Red Album), and 1967-1970 (The Blue Album) begining a life long love affair with The Beatles - but that's a story in itself. 1973 was also the year of two albums, that to this day, remain on my top ten list - Paul Simon's There Goes Rhymin' Simon and Ringo Starr's Ringo.

The fourteen year old brain also binds us to our guilty pleasures. I'm not proud, but I am guilty of singing along with Hurricane Smith, Billy Swan, Charlie Rich, and Vicki Lawrence. I can play the intro to Smoke on the Water and Frankenstein (but what fourteen year old can't?), I love Jermaine Jackson's cover Daddy's Home and longed to be on the cover of Rolling Stone. Alone in the car, bad choreograohy and all, I'm a Pip (Woo, Woo). Don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear, just. . .blame it on being fourteen. But, it's not all guilt, just hit shuffle on my ipod and you stand a good chance of finding yourself in "73. . .

Right Place, Wrong Time (Dr. John)

Give Me Love (Give Me Peace on Earth) (George)

Angie (Stones)

Dancing in the Moonlight (King Harvest)

Feeling Stronger Every Day (The Chicago Transit Authority)

Will It Go 'Round in Circles (Billy Preston)

Drift Away (Dobie Gray)

Me and Mrs. Jones (Billy Paul)

Superstitions (Stevie Wonder)

Benny and the Jets (Elton John)

Live and Let Die, Jet, Hi Hi Hi, My Love (that's right four from 1973)

Ballroom Blitz (Sweet)

Fallin' In Love (The one and only hit for The Souther, Hillman, Furray Band)

Papa Was A Rolling Stone (the Temps)

Ain't No Woman (Like the One I Got) (The Tops)

Let's Get it On (Marvin Gaye)

Yesterday Once More (The Carps)

. . .and indeed it is, Every sha-la-la-la, Every wo-o-wo-o, fits right in along side all the Muddy Waters, Jack Johnson, Wilco, Pink Martini, Crowded House, Django Reinhardt, Jackson Browne, Dylan, Costello, Jayhawks and Old 97s that residein my ipod. Do I have a favorite, you ask? Yeah, I kind of do. 1973. "Lookin' back on how it was, in years gone by . . . Must explain why, if you yell from the back of the room, "play Free Bird," I can. Where were you, at fourteen?

Thursday, January 26, 2012


I've been taking a lot of shots at the GOP-body's that "really, really, really" want to be President and having a grand time doing it (only half-way wishing there was still a talk show to be writing for), and I have to say that my choice is clear. After watching President Obama deliver his State of the Union Address and watching the Gab-Four "debate" each other over the past few weeks, it is obvious to me who has a clear vision for the future of this country. The following is paraphrased from The State of the Union (as a courtesy to any tea-partiers out there , as that is the way you for information disseminated) . . .

"Let’s never forget: Millions of Americans who work hard and play by the rules every day deserve a Government and a financial system that do the same. It’s time to apply the same rules from top to bottom: No bailouts, no handouts, and no cop outs. An America built to last insists on responsibility from everybody. -- We need to end the notion that the two parties must be locked in a perpetual campaign of mutual destruction; that politics is about clinging to rigid ideologies instead of building consensus around common sense ideas. -- Now, you can call this class warfare all you want. But asking a billionaire to pay at least as much as his secretary in taxes? Most Americans would call that common sense. --You see, an economy built to last is one where we encourage the talent and ingenuity of every person in this country. That means women should earn equal pay for equal work. It means we should support everyone who’s willing to work; and every risk-taker and entrepreneur who aspires to become the next Steve Jobs."

While I have never seen four less-Presidential, less equipped hopefuls in my life, there is nary a one of them capable of matching an ideological course similar - not the plutocrat, not the autocrat, not the biblecrat, and sadly not Ron. But, I digress. I am reminded of that little voice in the back of my head eleven years ago that whispered to me, "There is no way anyone as stupid as George W. Bush can be elected President." Do not underestimate the lengths that the Republican party will go to to regain The White House. Do not dare become complacent over the next ten months (that's right we have to live with one of these idiots hanging over our heads for ten months). Each and everyday, remind someone near you of what it was like under the rule of The Boy King AND what it will be like under the any of these bottom of the barrel politicians. Complacency loses elections. AND no matter how hopeful or bleak it may become, come November, VOTE! Drag your neighbor to the poles if you have to, get involved in anyway you can. THIS MATTERS!!!!


At a recent Democratic fundraiser, Secretary of State Hillary Clinton finally came clean as to why she didn't leave the former-President following the Monica Lewinski scandal.



Thursday, January 12, 2012


I don't know what to do with this, so here it is, the latest morsel served up here in the kitchen for your (or my) entertainment. Not as bleak as it might seem upon the first reading. Enjoy!

"Winter" by James Patrick Lockett

Rain falling like snow.

Clouds of smoke billow from distant chimneys,

as an unseen chill holds me captive,

my mind a prisoner of Winter.

Driving me deeper within

in search of an ember of Hope. . . .

Hope eternal springs t'ward some distant season

The calendar pages, I fear,

will weigh heavy under grey skies,

failing to blow by,

one after the other,

cartoonlike --

as do the seasons I now long for.


looms over numbered pages

like primative marks,

scratched onto the wall of a lifer,

never to see the blue of the sky


Copyright 2011. JPL. All Right Reserved. Posted here with my permission.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Ron Paul is "Serious."

'Tis the season to be folly, the neuvo-post-yuletide creation that is the "Less-Than-Grand"-Old-Party's primary season; the time of (every fourth)year when the Republicans cart out their most offensive and least-likey Presidential wannbes and parade them passed us, in order to make their bland and viable choices look. . .well, Presidential.

One of these choices - balancing on the fence between both descriptions - really, really wants to be President, "way disporportionately" than the others. That man is Ron Raul, who has gone as far as suggesting that he would consider a third party run, if he doesn't win the GOP nomination. With that in mind, as boost to his last shot at the White House, The Hyena Kitchen is pleased to unveil, Ron Raul's Any Party Will Do Campaign. (Editorial note: The obvious Ru Paul reference was omitted, out of respect to the drag queen community ad Rick Santorum's campaign.)