UK Blues or I'm Still Alive, take your pick

 

 

Here's another song from the same band, a song that I loved the first time I heard it. Listen to the words, he touring Europe. So thoughtful and beautiful I wanna go!



Arrived in Helsinki, tired and sticky
My body hit the bed, I almost fell dead
Got to the venue, they ink-stamped my wrist, waitress asked me Mark...
Meat or white fish?
Got up on the stage, the sound it was ok
But I struggled like a marlin on an unlucky day
Tried a few new songs, they looked at me like what?
Where's Katy Song, Mistress and Grace Cathedral Park?

Finland, Finland
So many trees, John Denver would be pleased
Finland, Finland
Cold as ice but the waitress she was nice

Met a Finn after. She was thin as a waif.
Big viking stepped in, big old oaf named Leif
Went back to my room, alone and I cried
been a year to the day, that my Kit Kat died
Left Helsinki, the next stop was Aarhus
A taxi, two airplanes, and a fucking shuttle bus

Denmark, Denmark
Everybody's white, everyone rides bikes
Denmark, Denmark
Everyone rides bikes, everybody's white

Left for London via Copenhagen, for a concert in the park at 1:30pm
Got up on the stage, people gathered round
Retro 80s band... drownded out my sound
went and got my check, went back to my room
Feeling suicidal, feeling full of gloom
Turned on the TV, there was rioting & stuff...
As if this city isn't depressing enough

London, London
It's all the rage if your favorite color's beige
London, London
Look right, look left, makes me think of death

Off to Manchester, then to Bristol
Had a show on a boat, it was half full
Guy in the front, heckled me all night
Skin was a sickly mix of grey, pink, and white
Went back to my room, more riots on the news
Homesick as fuck, I got the UK blues

Bristol, Bristol
Cobblestone streets, people missing teeth
Bristol, Bristol
Is this really what people eat?

Back to London, then to Belfast
Had to catch a plane, had to get there fast
Had to get a room, had to change my clothes
Had to change my strings, check my sound and play a show
Had to meet some friends, had to take a bath
Had to catch a flight, going home at last.

Belfast, Belfast
Out the taxi window cows sleeping on the grass
Belfast, Belfast
Out the taxi window cows sleeping on the grass




 Today I received in the mail a full bottle of Eve by Possets. It's clear in color. Green and grassy with a big dollop of resin. Sharp and domineering. In the bottle it's mostly sharp. Menthol-ey.
Sooooooooooooooo not that way once it hits skin. Then it turns smokey, like cigarettes, but in a good way.
I think Patch is here. Hellooooooooooooo Patchy??!!??

It's like digging up a hunk of earth that's well endowed with grass, then putting it on the grill. Once it's been smoked for a day, toss it into a big bowl. To that add: chocolate, some 'Grass' Gonesh incense, and a pinch of something sweet like vanilla.

Is there such a thing as 'Grass' Gonesh incense? Probably. And all the people buying it are hoping it smells like weed.
What a fake-out.

Here's the scent description. I didn't do too bad!!!!


Possets is presenting a slight departure in its perfume. Eve is a heavy oriental, resplendent with musks, earthy sweetnesses, lingering and sexy as only that first lady could have been. This is a complex blend, profound even, but still there is a sparkle to it which marks it as a Posset. The test panel really really loved it, before they even put it on, so you know it might just had captured something of the allure of the original Eve! Resinous.

Songwriters: GIBB, BARRY / GIBB, MAURICE ERNEST / GIBB, ROBIN HUGH

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now it's all right. it's ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Well now, I get low and I get high,
And if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancin man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right.its ok.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Life goin nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. stayin alive.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. it's ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Life goin nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin nowhere.somebody help me, yeah.
I'm stayin alive.