Some One has released a CD...The Ultimate Collection...of Paul Simon...is this one up from the best of,or the greatest hits are us...but never mind..the tickle tackle of my fickle mind on this sunday morn...it is a fine album to play in my tiny red van become washed in so many memories that each track releases around the tin box i crunch gears in as i drive through this urban barnacled gulag i am part of..perhaps gulag is a word too far to draw a picture of the Manchester Basin..as there are indeed some wonderful sights and sounds to be had when the rain stops......i cannot pick a favourite track there are to many thoughts jumbling up through my mind...Slowmo...a word in The Boy In The Bubble..caught my attention yesterday played games in my mind on just how far Society has probed pushed recorded our lives...invaded down to the depths of our finger nails perhaps...deepening the more i pressed the repeat buttom whist munching over the track spitting from the speakers...i passed two men yesterday holding hands...so some improvement from the times some of these tracks were written..it is still a rich taboo..in the circles i roam in to admit one is a transvestite..perhaps Paul Simon..should write some new music...I am going to close with thoughts over the track Bridge Over Troubled Water....in my mind thank the boy who let me play the whole album in the school common room back in the early 70's..an album which has followed me perhaps for 45..years phew...when the world looked brighter than today and the transvestite in myself could wait...Love and Peace to All on this rain sodden day..so goeth...
Sunday 3rd May 2015.
Some One has released a CD...The Ultimate Collection...of Paul Simon...is this one up from the best of,or the greatest hits are us...but never mind..the tickle tackle of my fickle mind on this sunday morn...it is a fine album to play in my tiny red van become washed in so many memories that each track releases around the tin box i crunch gears in as i drive through this urban barnacled gulag i am part of..perhaps gulag is a word too far to draw a picture of the Manchester Basin..as there are indeed some wonderful sights and sounds to be had when the rain stops......i cannot pick a favourite track there are to many thoughts jumbling up through my mind...Slowmo...a word in The Boy In The Bubble..caught my attention yesterday played games in my mind on just how far Society has probed pushed recorded our lives...invaded down to the depths of our finger nails perhaps...deepening the more i pressed the repeat buttom whist munching over the track spitting from the speakers...i passed two men yesterday holding hands...so some improvement from the times some of these tracks were written..it is still a rich taboo..in the circles i roam in to admit one is a transvestite..perhaps Paul Simon..should write some new music...I am going to close with thoughts over the track Bridge Over Troubled Water....in my mind thank the boy who let me play the whole album in the school common room back in the early 70's..an album which has followed me perhaps for 45..years phew...when the world looked brighter than today and the transvestite in myself could wait...Love and Peace to All on this rain sodden day..so goeth...
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Tuesday 20th April 2021.
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Monday 12 April 2021.
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Friday 9th April 2021.
I thought i would simply come and sit for a short while and whisper another Boo...to myself, for this year is certainly turning into a big Boo Boo...…
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