... featured a couple o' tunes by Jefferson Airplane. First:
One begins to read between
The pages of a look.
The sound of sleepy music,
And suddenly, you're hooked.
I saw you, I saw you,
Coming back to me.
You came to stay and live my way,
Scatter my love like leaves in the wind.
You always say that you won't go away,
But I know what it always has been,
It always has been.
We'll not go anywhere near there, coz it's the same ol', same-frickin'-ol'. We get tired o' that crap after a bit.
Ah... that's more like it. Both of these tunes were on Surrealistic Pillow but it's the second tune that foretold the creation of Hot Tuna, a group about which I own many more albums than I do of the Airplane or that abominable follow-on band, J.Starship. For the musicianship that's in it/them, of course. And since we're talkin' about Hot Tuna, there's this...
...which we didn't hear on Pandora today, but which we own on a couple o' different Hot Tuna albums. The mind often wanders, and it often wanders into GOOD places. So good, as a s'matter o' fact, that we shut down Pandora and loaded up three Hot Tuna albums on the stereo for the balance o' Happy Hour. The WX is cooperating with us today, in that we have our windows and door wide open to take advantage of (a) the mid-70 degree temps and (b) our own music collection.
And a couple o' cigars and three beers. At last count.