Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Music history

O.K. I've got the quartet together and a date set.
This is destined to be the greatest congregation of musical talent since Eric Clapton, Ginger Baker and that other guy got together.

Who was that other guy?

Bruce something,

Nigel Bruce?


Anyway yesterday I stopped and looked at the lake again.

At Leschi.

Where Slo-mo 4 and 5 used to hang out in the 50's

This isn't that view.
I don't have a picture of that view.

This is the Pacific ocean.


Blogger butch said...

Kudos, cheers, and blessings on your musical endeavors. This being your third public performance in a year, I have to bust hump and try to attend one. It would be nicer if it wasn't mid-week, of course.

You seem to have a never-ending supply of trip pixs that you and Meredith have snapped, and most of them belong on calendars they are so gorgeous. Good eye that Miss M.

Nigel Bruce was Dr. Watson in the Basil Rathbone SHERLOCK HOLMES films of the 40's.

I adored your Volvo poem that you left over at Jannie's. It inspired me to answer with a few lines of my own.

Look at Seattle, 1979, by Sherman Alexie, found on FFTR, for a great line about how he feels when he looks at lakes near Seattle. I can't wait for summer and my trip over,past, and into the Spokane Indian Reservation. I know, you've seen one reservation, you've seen them all, but Wellpinit, sir, the spawning ground of the red knight of poetry, the great Sherm.

I hear you, but I'm going anyway; if Melva lets me, no agrees to go, no allows me to digress, to go off the map, or to be spontaneous.

Was there a Slo Mo 1,2, & 3? I can't recall. Hydroplane races in black and white on a 12" screen; now that is nostalgia.

the WV is "plesc"


12:28 PM  
Blogger Jannie said...

A date! A date!

Soon I shall have a date too.

But not the Pacific Ocean.

I may have a Nigel.

For dinner.

Nigel Jesterson.

7:24 PM  
Blogger butch said...

Goodness Jannie, a date between a Funster and and a Jesterson. Could life be any more jovial than that?


the WV is "logonsad"

5:48 AM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

It's not a performance, it's a recording session.
There were Slo-mos 1,2&3, they were limited class boats.

11:24 AM  
Blogger Lane Savant said...

I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.

- John Masefield

Well, I always thought it was by Jayne Mansfield

1:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hallo, Lane!
I agree with Glenn; your photos should adorn calenders. Put a set of your best together and subit them to calender publisherS; yes to more than one publisher.

2:38 AM  

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