Chet, Jerry, Django, Scott Joplin, J.S. Bach, Chopin, Sam Bush, Stuart Duncan, Bela Fleck, Mark O'Connor, Joe Pass, Albert Lee, Lenny Breau, Brent Mason, Jim Nichols, Pat Bergeson, Ricky Skaggs, Jorge Morel, Tommy Emmanuel, Scotty Anderson, Fats Waller, Jaquelin Dupre (For Julie) Bach (for Julie too) everyone who's good really.
Sounds Like
All the above.
It really depends what we're playing!
wuss good... i know they said the recession's over, but fuck them. everywhere i go, i still see folks struggle'n, hungry, gett'n foreclosed on and i know you've been see'n it too. it don't take too much for all of us to pitch in a lil time, naw mean? the realest thing we can do is volunteer a lil bit here and there.... at a soup kitchen, tutor young students, coach little league... whatever you can do. we can't let these motherfuckers win. we're hood people. they knock us down and we stand right the fuck back up to spit in their faces. damn, i juss got a lil too preachy... my bad. anyway, i hope you doin good out there. i really do appreciate the request. feel free to hit me up anytime. i get a lot of mail, so it might take me a while, but i'll get back to you eventually. be safe out there! one BOODA
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
hey jane & richard, thanks much for listening and ur friendness. you can hear more and pick up some CDs at www.cdbaby.com/all/jameskatz "Invent your world; surround yourself with people, color, sounds and work that nourish you." — SARK, Living Juicy
Love your music, as a guitar player and massive Jerry fan I must say - please Richard, come back to the UK for a few gigs.... please.... We are starved of touring talent over here...!!!!!!
Hello Nashville! Miss Tess & The Bon Ton Parade plays tomorrow night at Norm's River Roadhouse, 8pm, $5, 7695 River Road Pike. Come hear some live jazz and blues...Would love to see you there!
love, Miss Tess
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
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