What better way to start the conventional workweek than with
my “My Favorite Thing in the World.” It is, without question, this sign. How
much more glamorous can it get? You know you give no f-words when you can’t
even be bothered to spell the name of your own business correctly on the signs
you put up on your work. Classic.
These are in my neighborhood and they bring me boundless joy
every time I walk past them. God bless and all hail The Construnction Frence
Rental, Inc. company… or whatever your real name is.
Operation 365 2 - Jefferson Jay - Originals - 249 “Bleed
Light”
One night, a few weeks back, I went through my most recent
notebook and took all the spiels I wrote and wrote music for them. A lot of the
words already had melodies in my head. In those cases, it’s just a matter of
figuring out the chords that fit the rest of it.
“Bleed Light” was one of the more fun ones to write. It was
a little different than those others. I had a bit of a breakthrough that day. I
was watching a show on one metaphorical hand and literally, fingering out the
chords on the keyboard with my left hand. It was neat. I’d never done anything
like that before. Then I wrote the words to this one and it’s sister song, “Do
What You Got to Do,” and felt productivity/relaxation-soothed.
I’m not exactly sure what “Bleed Light” means. And that’s
about all I have to say right now. Greetings. Salutations. Hallelujah. Hope you
dig.
Operation 365 2 - Jefferson Jay - Covers - 249 “Sentimental
Lady” by Bob Welsh
“Sentimental Lady” is a song I’ve admired since I was first
exposed to it, by my long time amigo, Chris Scelzo, aka Chris Rex. He is one my
musical daddies. He was one of the first to make me see playing guitar as cool.
Then we became friends and he turned me on to all kinds of neat nuggets from
the wide world of Seventies songage. I remain deeply grateful for his
friendship and all the wisdom he shared. The Kinks were his favorite, but old
Fleetwood Mac, Ian Hunter, Mott the Hoople, ELO and all kinds of other folks
got cranked hard too.
So, cheers to Bob Welsh, in the great beyond. Cheers to
Chris Rex and his magic wand. Cheers to you all and your fabulous lives. Cheers
to and peace and freedom. Put down all those knives.
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