Bono

https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2022/12/u2-bono-memoir-surrender/671894/

I watched Brooks be interviewed by Alcindor on PBS tonight.

Then I read this.

Then I realized Brooks wrote it.

I met Bono once, in a bathroom.

Vlayman: *Spanakopita (a full length)*

1. The Good Side (for em) 04:16
2. Hair of the Dog 04:23
3. Spanakopita 03:48
4. The Plan 04:10
5. Quiet 2 Long 03:40
6. Little Head 03:20
7. Here’s Lookin’ @ U 04:17
8. The 200’s 03:58
9. CILA 03:24
10. Grey Day 04:07

3 x a 3p; same price

released November 20, 2022

writrecordedmixtmasturdsequenced at Fetacentralrecording DDL by vlayman in Oct-Nov, 2022.

all noises by VLAYMAN except drums is nettage
thanks to Mitch for the DigiWhammy on #8
fartwerk by jose jones

all rights reserved

Touchy-feely

I hate touchy-feely.

On local news a ditz says, “This Morton Grove family contributed their 53′ spruce pine to the City Of Chgo for Xmas because they wanted to share the joy they received from the tree.”

Then they killed it.

Mad Season: *Above* deluxe

2 audio CD’s, 1 video DVD: recommended.

RIP, Staley and Lanegan.

Memories of Pinetop Perkins

Postin’ about erry Lee Lewis, RIP, I dredged some memories of Pinetop o’er at LO:

Did I ever ya’s tell my Pine Top Perkins story?

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Andy: Do tell!

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So back in ’95 I was a single guy living in BoysTown, near north side.

And as a single guy I’d go out and hit a bar a cuppla nights a week and developed faves.

They might be faves for the crowd, of the bartender, or the booze, food, location …

One close to me kinda sucked as Yuppiefied (a thing back then) except it was close to me and they hadda OK hamburger so I’d go there when it was late and I just wanted a cocktail and a bite.

I remember the bar was 1/2 sunk into the ground under a 3 story building; you took stairs down to a tiny courtyard to access the front door, room was like 20′ x50′, bar on the right, tables, a old upright against the wall on the left.

So mebbe the third time I’m in there there’s a old black gentleman sitting at the bar and we start talking about nothing, like you do in a bar or on Seinfeld, and he says, excuse me, “I gotta play”.

Was Pinetop, and he’d be in there a night or two a week and the owner would comp his drinks (I think it was beer) and buy him a pizza and let him play on the old upright.

I saw him in there mebbe 5 times that fall and winter and before I got married that March; now I recall he was drinking beer because I would buy him a shot of whiskey.

Nice old guy, only wanted to talk current events, if anything.

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Adrian:

He died in 2011 and is buried in Clarksdale, Mississippi. He actually knew Robert Johnson, so that puts you one degree of separation away from the Father of the Blues! 

Wikipaedia says something along the lines of “The death of his common-law wife, Sara Lewis, in 1995, led to bouts of depression and periodic drinking.”

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Interesting, didn’t know about the RJ connection.

He always hadda kinda flat affect, no real laughing or anything, but nice enuff guy.

We talked mebbe twice, and other times was just a nod and a wave.

I seem to recall he hadda glass out for tips, and that I did …

He didn’t rock out, just some blues and jazz and improv – I don’t really recall him singing much, if at all.

Another thing – always had the hat on, like in the album photos.