“Darlin’… I’m feelin’ pretty lonesome… I’d call you on the phone some, but I don’t have a dime… ” Oh for the days when there were phones that took dimes… or when there were phones that just made calls… and were fastened to poles on the street. MadMan picks the gee-tar tonite while Doc wails out a favorite from a Scotsman with a weird hat. Tonight we re-visit the word “weird” and why we think of people who are no longer in our lives. We remember and discuss silly customs that involve knocking the soup out of someone for looking at the circle your fingers make and riding Vespa scooter with a minner bucket, a cane pole, and a grandpa driving. What a world and life we’ve been given to be able to form such memories. Thanks to the service folks who make it all possible; those who made it home, and those who didn’t. DJAMM IT tonight, folks ~ ! DJAMM !
What size life jacket does your dog wear? What about your favorite AM radio station? No, you say? Okay… what about naming the album which charted in America for over 800 weeks? Here’s a hint: It’s NOTHING by anyone who’s on the charts today, or even anything they own. Join MadMan and the Mad Doc as they take a stroll down the lanes of yesteryear… wishing and sometimes washing the windows of memory, and dredging up the finer memories of life in a simpler time. It’s Two-Way radios, carbide generators, call letters and the Hog Scraper Stomp ! We be DJAMMIN’ it hard tonite ! – DJAMM, June 7, 2018.
When January ’17 rolled around
And time was on its side
When Donnie Trump started to rant
And Obama took his last State Heli ride;
Tom Petty was sure he’d be around
to wish the Stone Temple well;
And Ralphie May’s room service tray
Was happily loaded to hell
One never knows from whence Trump blows
Or why the insulters flew, et. al.
Why lovely women put up with it all
From Weinstein, Kevin, C.K. and Al
For Death is the ultimate equalizer
Saint or demon; tycoon, mizer
December found many more in the ground
Than thought they’d be calling themselves much wiser.
Doc and the Mad-man are no sages, di-van
they just watch, listen, comment and mourn
But tonite is the once yearly
We say goodbye to those, dearly
Who we’ll never know were re-born
DJAMMIn’ It weekly, but not WEAKly,
since 2015 ~ !!! Be SWEET !