Or, "A Apolitical Muse:" Another (the second) in a series of non-controversial and likely boring postings and show themes. My friend Abby, who is actually a high school friend of Alice's (and appeared front and center in the poster promoting the "Woodstock" movie which, as this was long before Photoshopping(TM), probably means she was actually there) but, since I've known her for 25 years, and she is a member of my first "family group" (of followers, of this blog) I figure I can call my friend, too, appends to all of her emails, below the signature, "Smile more" (You think it's hard to hack through the thickets that are my sentences? Try writing them!), which more or less led to this week's show theme. Whew.
The world continues its merry trip to Hell, unimpeded by any apparent rational human thought or action. Our "lifestyle" (which, along with "legendary", when used to describe actual people or events, needs to be excised from the language) choices are driving polar bears to extinction and yet we spend ungodly sums to use cartoon polar bears to sell a beverage which simultaneously rots out our insides and makes us more obese (it's a MIRACLE!) ad nauseum during our annual sports-cum-religious orgy (and get over it, Pats fans: it's just one group of semi-literate pre-, post-, or currently-concussive rich behemoths beating another, some of whom might be on our team next year, if we pay them enough); Israel is not preparing, with no help from the US, to bomb Iranian installations which are not enriching uranium which will not be used to make warheads which will not be used to wipe the Zionist infidel nation off the map; and SuperPacMan (TM), with the same rights as any other individual citizen to spend hundreds of millions of dollars to influence gullible voters, is turning our electoral process into the nastiest, most expensive and empty spectacle since Sunday's halftime show. Abby's right: we need to smile more, 'cause what the hell else can we do but help ourselves and our fellows cope with the absurdity of it all. The Mayans may have just been dickin' around, but we'll make 'em prophets yet.
And so, lots of "smile" songs on Tuesday (noon til two, Eastern, on 100.1 or wool.fm), including, of course, John Prine's "Illegal Smile" which, amazingly (a song about getting stoned!), was once the theme song to a network TV show, the short-lived "The Texas Wheelers" (1974), which I think was made by James Garner's production company, directed by Stuart Margolin ("Angel" in The Rockford Files), and starred Jack Elam (another Garner crony), a pre-Star Wars Mark Hamill, and a pre-cultural-laughingstock Gary Busey (who, in 1976, using the nom-de-drumkit "Teddy Jack Eddy" played drums on a Leon Russell album and tour). Whew, again.
And next week, I'll show or remind, once and for all, that I am an unrepentant, unregenerate, fuzzy-headed, starry-eyed Hippie--as though such proof were necessary, or in question.
Disclaimer: No drugs (except those naturally occurring in my "brain") were killed or injured in the making of this post.
Thanks to all for reading and playing along!
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