Weep and Lament for the Rotfeaster...

In a UMF (ugly mother fucker) mood tonight...not sure why, but it's not like I haven't been there before. This calls for a short uplifting mix of tunes...

Was gonna post a live version from 1977, but it's 14 fucking minutes long and I'm not in a mood for that. I wanna RJD do his his magic with the vocals (not a Ritchie Blackmore solo), truly a gift from the Goddess, that voice of his. I wanna be the man on the silver mountain...hahah

Father's Day wasn't so bad, with notable greetings and well wishes from my dear friend Darryn and of course my Son...both are busy as fuck, so it made my day that they took the time to do that. I'm not supposed to post pictures of the great-Grandson (or the Granddaughters), but I am Poppy and as such have been through enough shit in my life to do whatever the fuck I want, right? Anyway, I look like one of the doctors that caused him some trauma several months back, so every time I see him, he eyeballs me for about an hour, before he warms up.

 Been captivated by Miss Sierra for some time now and ran across this one not to long back. A bit dreamy and perhaps a bit idealistic as well, but it's purty to listen to.

This old UMF found this humorous, although I don't fight well (more of a punching bag) and using my mind (what's left of it) would be first choice over the gun.

Been there, and between my dear friend Darryn confiscating my gun and my Mom insisting I sober up...in August it'll be 19 years since I put down the bottle. Sure as hell, ain't been a cake walk those 18+ years though, but I take pretty much full responsibility for that. Lot's of forks in the road and intersections, where choices needed to be made. I left roadkill on some of those roads, so it only makes sense that I pay the piper...I think rolling my truck not too long ago, was a good reminder of that.

 I guy I knew for a minute, Will Harper (he roomed with Ricky Martinez in Redwood Hall), took this picture of this homeless lady in Eureka, 37 years ago. I have no idea what happened to Will (or Ricky) and this woman is probably not with us anymore. A moment frozen in time.

Have I ever posted Los Duggans before? They do a rad version of "Which Side Are You On," but I'm on a mission from God and Baby Jesus told me I should post this one. For my encore I'll be speaking in tongues. Good night y'all...