There's a red, under my bed
And there's little yellow men in my head
There's a true blue inside of me
We had a little jam today.
Simmered some brats in beer and onions.
We also had some jalapeno and cheddar hot dogs.
We got as weird as we could up in the Boogie Station.
Pumping out some weird organ music.
Check out those boots.
It snowed here today.
Here is some of our carnival music.
Simmered some brats in beer and onions.
We also had some jalapeno and cheddar hot dogs.
We got as weird as we could up in the Boogie Station.
Pumping out some weird organ music.
Check out those boots.
It snowed here today.
Here is some of our carnival music.
posted by Joe at
11:18 PM
5 Comments:
YEAH! Everybody needs to play their organ!
So who's that playing your organ? Sounds like you're having a lot of fun.
That's 3/5 of the band.
Our bass player is a.o.l. he had a baby.
Weak.
We're also missing Stanette, more's the pity, because she sings like an angel.
A slightly naughty angel.
Like me.
That is Cairn on the organ.
You should see him play lead guitar.
Shredder!
Okay, now I have a face to a name. I think I've talked to him once or twice briefly on the phone.
Re your angel, Stanette, every time I hear the song Southern Girl by Amos Lee, I think of "y'all."
someone gave me an old organ, and I love it. real leslie swinging in there. the rhythm box is a trip... and does not keep perfect time.
Bob
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