Can't Lose What You Never Had

 

All hail Lord Allman,

LSP

Time For Bluegrass

 

It's Friday, so it's time for bluegrass. I like these Appalachian Finns:

And homegrown Iron Horse:

Rock on,

LSP

Ain't No God In Mexico

 

Well there is, but whatever, rock on.

Your Old Country Friend,

LSP

Strapped Down

 

Here's the thing. My Dad, rest in peace, was no mean theologian and had a lot of books, a library of the beasts, to be honest. And I'd fondly imagined that this great collection of literary wisdom could remain stored at Dallas HQ. As a collection, if you like, but no.

The LSP sisterhood decided that the Library had to go, and so it has. I took the first and load of books to the Compound today and they'll be set up in the upstairs guest rooms. Good luck, guests, sleep meets 1st edition Anglo-Catholic genius.

Uncle at Eton

It's upsetting to take down this library, which represents one man's, my Father's, attempt at wisdom and to be fair he didn't hit far off the X Ring. We used to call it the "Rock Study," and so it was until now.

Rock On

Bibliophile,

LSP

We The People - Language!

 

Rock on, and let's hear it for Detroit.

Cheers,

LSP

Sweet Home

Rock on,

LSP

Tin Soldier

Here we go now,

LSP