House

I have recently discovered that I’m not as World Famous (in Poland) as I’d like to be. I’m good enough and I’m smart enough and, gosh darn it, people like (yes, I did contribute to Al Franken, it was all about him, Al Franken) me.

Disconsolate I wracked my brain. My Grandfather’s Old Ram lacking in humor and whimsey? My rants, think pieces, and highlights too long; didn’t read? Not enough frenetic and oddball March Madness? Are my tunes not new or hip enough?

Then I thought, not that we need more Cowbell mind you or that I’ve ever seen it but it’s some kind of anniversary I guess. It is unavailable for embed otherwise I’d use it to intro a Blue Öyster Cult retrospective (watched them live in all sorts of dives as Soft White Underbelly) which I assure you I will inflict at some point in the future.

No, instead I thought… We need more Muppets.

Stars & Stripes FOREVER!

Jungle Boogie

Flowers On The Wall

I could do this all day, every day.