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There is another Spirit tune where I aint, making, no deals.. I think it is on the 12 dreams LP.. I'm a cities own Son, I'm a man of means.. that's about all I remember right before hey Kiowa..

All I need is a hot dog without a readable list of ingredients.. I will partake with the crowd. Make it a vegie dog.. too many carbs.. I'll have some dry wine. Or two.. on exceptions 3. What a good tune.. good enough beer and I'll deal with a few hours of high blood sugar.. heh

Absolutely. Saturday Night on a tuesday.. what better can one expect.. forget the Moody Blues. Nice Groove Friend. Time for a Saturday.

Here it is.. Crosby and McGuinn. How is it that they agree.. Too late to ask Crosby I guess.

then there is Crosby.. pretty poor audio but.. there is another video somwhere he settiled differences with McGuinn and played it again. this version is Crosby/Nash

Here is some slower destruction.. heh. Interesting these two settled their differences to play this tune..

Thinking of old Way Leaders.. when we was FAB.. Harrison got a better handle on this than you did..

Instead of a Tuesday Afternoon.. we get an early Friday..

Have to settle on a bag of goodies and a bottle of wine, in a corner.. well, there are worse things.

These guys made some pretty good music..

Here is a Friday Night Pre-destruction. You guys get No Sugar Tonight. Heh Wait till Friday to view if you wish..

Yes. But of course.. and I have to admit it. I have the attention span of a five year old at times.. give me a long video and I will miss the whole point.

Just me. Kristen has way to words for me to sort through. I prefer the short answer. Not hostile here.. just too much to listen to. I will accept the declaration of faith.. don't need a whole heck of a lot of justification. I'll take you at your (hopefully shorter) word for it.. don't need a whole another epistle to sort through.. I would prefer dialogue.

same for this one

Nice tune Friend.

I dunno. I like a simpler answer of about 3 seconds.. maybe because God still loves me.. heh. Doesn't give me pretty much any other of a choice.. heh.

I think I was about as cryptic as the song writers.. heh. Rain, Grey Town. In other words- I think they were describing it as a wet stinking dirty hole.. heh. Wet, and a rich blanket of industrial English Fog. Heh. I think that is what they were trying to say.. As a society I think we have progressed from the summer of love to the winter of despair. Once the acid wore off we went back to meaningless labor, social uptightness and insecurity and unfriendliness and general grumpiness hereto unknown to the mind of man.. heh. One can read that assessment in some the music of the late sixties.. Heh.. nice Friday I know. OK. Lets try again next week..

Upon us a all a little must rain must fall..

I feel the coldness of my winter.. how do I love these ladies..

Free from me, keepers of the Gloom..

And the lack of Warmth is pretty much Spiritual. Well.. we should have good news here.. heh.

Looks a lot like Michigan today.

rain, Grey Town..

Nowhere, is there Warmth to be Found.. no kidding.

Well.. seems a nice theme to start a Friday Night.