This is making it the hard way.
They already have a website.
MySpace, too.
I just hate it when good musicians have to trick people into listening. It says more about the low common denominator of public taste than the character of the performers.
One of the most poignant stories of modern fame is that of Morgan Freeman, one of the most gifted actors of our time. With Driving Miss Daisy he finally got the professional attention he deserved, but only after working his way up the ladder of success for years. Working hard. Decades. He was into his fifties before his ship finally came in.
I often wonder how many gifted people never get the attention they merit.Full many a gem of purest ray serene
The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear:
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Three Redneck Tenors
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Hoots, Wouldn't it be nice to receive about 20-100 comments a day about what you have written. Alas, you have nada. Much like me over on The Pond. Perhaps you should change your blog's name-get a makeover allah the Jenny Jones Show. Wasn't she the first to entice the public with that kind of reality tv? Anyway, how does this sound? Just a suggestion. Semi-retired busty blonde ( platinum, fellas ) of the sixties...now in her sixties. You might get more comments if they [ the viewing public ] thought you were female.
Interesting suggestion, but not my style. Besides, I have decided you can't go back and have it be the same. I heard a feature just this morning about a fifty-something flower child still keeping the faith in Haight-Ashbury. But it's not the same. The drugs are more dangerous, the people meaner and the whole scene has taken a turn for the worse. At the same time, Yuppies are coming in and bringing their "Love ME" attitudes that have replaced "Love Everybody." Add in punks, skinheads, gangstas and who knows what else and what used to be a dreamy destination has become a big disappointment.
Hootsbuddy is about eight years old if you include the pre-blogging message board days. That's geriatric by cyber-standards. Come to think of it, you ain't no spring chicken.
My sister has lived in "Haight" for 30 years. I must get her feedback on this one. I just had a birthday. I'm 6 years old. I used to write a "Dear Ngudu" on my birthday back in the daze. I should soon be eligible for s.s.
Beethoven's Fifth is played in 1/1 time. Btw. And 2 bucks and some change will buy you a Starbucks venti.
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