Wednesday's Music Video Extra Vaganza- O Rama

Here's an old fave from a fave band. Drivin N Cryin formed in 1985 and still tours. I still remember my mom fussing at me about,"That junk" when playing it while taking her out to eat once. Not sure but, I think this song comes from the Fly Me Courageous album. Nearly everything they did was good- some great.

Honeysuckle Blue Lyrics

Feel the southern breezes

and the southern wind

blowin´ down around the corner man

D´Agostino´s late last night I saw

a boy fifteen on the road

nothing in the pocket

his hand to the sky

nowhere else to go

Can you see it

or believe it

to send the corner man,

he has never been

come with me

I will show you where the

dogwood´s bloom it is true

lost n´ found n´ lost again

to the Honeysuckle Bluerunnin´

through these

caverns of gold

runs a river of death indeed

an old hotel serves as a

shelter for children

of the street

abandoned by the promised land

set sail on your own

how much longer

will the well

be dry for those

who roami got a ticket

in my pocket

to send the corner man

he has never been

have you ever seen the

blue ridge mountains boy

or the chatahoochee

to the Honeysuckle Blue

Succinctly Sunday

Because some days you're the lion- on top of the world and the food chain, other days you're the hippo having your guts ripped out and about to become lunch.

• I just heard Drivin N Cryin doing the song Fly Me Courageous- still great (look it up on the youtubes)- it came out in 1991. It will always remind me of my mom, the first time she heard it she said,"Good grief- what is that junk?"
• It will also always remind me of an old friend who somehow got involved with a married woman which became a murder for hire plot with the murderee being his wife and the hirer the woman he was involved with. In an odd, loose association I actually met her before he did, I worked on the house she owned. I remember her bawling the painter out because," That's- the- wrong- shade- of- Periwinkle, see look,that will never do!" as she placed a paint chip on the wall. I was looking over her shoulder waiting to talk to her on something regarding our part of the construction and get my fair share of abuse and I honestly could not tell the difference- the chip she held against the wall literally disappeared the match was so perfect. She's in prison right now, I bet she wishes she would have learned to be happy with the Periwinkle paint life gave her even if it wasn't exactly what she pictured.