Saturday, February 15, 2020

Feel The Bern



Presented without comment except to say listen to the end and... feel the Bern.



Rock on,

LSP


5 comments:

  1. I'm sure that the Bern was a Deep Purple fan back when he was dropping a lot of acid. Literary brilliance like this defined a generation:

    Ride the rainbow
    Crack the sky
    Stormbringer coming
    Time to die

    Got to keep running
    Stormbringer coming
    He's got nothing you need
    He's gonna make you bleed


    I think that it's better if you're blasted by drinking grappa or if you've been sipping some of Tim Leary's Orange Sunshine.

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  2. That's an interesting point, LL. But surely "Purple" were more of a speed thing for the peon fandom and coke for the band? Not that I'd know anything much about it but weren't Leary, Owsley & Co. the gurus of an earlier generation? See the Creepy Clown, Alan Ginsberg and all the other Summer of Treason mountebanks.

    Speaking of which, maybe we need to revisit Solstice in Austin? Bring it up to date, sort of thing. I'm in if you are -- writing challenge.

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  3. Hard for me to say the same thing twice LSP, but here goes.

    I love it when people like Sander's get punked [by a fake Mr Greta dad and a fake Greta]

    As far as Deep Purple, a couple of my favorites are Lazy (dated) and Highway Star. I'll still listen to Highway Star. (Deep Purple's bass player is playing with with Joe Satriani lately)


    I'll post the whole of the Highway Star lyrics, so skip thru if ya want - of course.

    Nobody gonna take my car
    I'm gonna race it to the ground
    Nobody gonna beat my car
    It's gonna break the speed of sound
    Oooh it's a killing machine
    It's got everything
    Like a driving power big fat tires
    And everything
    I love it and I need it
    I bleed it
    Yeah it's a wild hurricane
    Alright hold tight
    I'm a highway star
    Nobody gonna take my girl
    I'm gonna keep her to the end
    Nobody gonna have my girl
    She stays close on every bend
    Oooh she's a killing machine
    She's got everything
    Like a moving mouth body control
    And everything
    I love her I need her
    I seed her
    Yeah she turns me on
    Alright hold on tight
    I'm a highway star
    Nobody gonna take my head
    I got speed inside my brain
    Nobody gonna steal my head
    Now that I'm on the road again
    Oooh I'm in heaven again
    I've got everything…



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  4. Nice one, Kid, and thanks for the link. I used to own Machine Head, once upon a time.

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