What is stuck in my head today is the violin line of this song. I admit that I didn't know he was singing in English until I looked up the lyrics.
Awesome energy, and I really enjoyed the interview afterward.
only sound bytes.
I'll do this one again, though....my beloved aunt, only eight years old when I was born, who lives in Iowa and voted Trump....said to me, I LOVE THIS
SONG! When she saw I had posted it on my FB.
So. Here we go.
nope. Can't do it. I can't see clearly now at all.
More like bad moon on the rise?
yeah
that'll work.
lol!!! haahh...ahh and to think, only 50 years ago, I thought it was saying "there is a bathroom on the right."
Only NOW do I relate to it.
God save you, Millennials --- please listen to us.
Be the solution. We love you.
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Thanks though - this is another variation on the theme for sure. Thanks for helping me find it!!!
It still isn't the right one, though --- this just plays the end loop over and over. It was just recently the "ad" you can "SKIP HERE" but the music
got me, and I watched the whole thing every time it came on. I believe it was on youtube or CNN vids ---- starts out one note at a time and then
builds with the symphony laid on top. Hook.
Can't find the version I'm 'worming, though. Oh well.
If I can grab it anywhere, I will!
((hug))
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Try something different. I used to say that "quitting smoking is easy; I've done it lots of times." That was true, and I thought funny, but it
gets harder the older you get (my experience).
Of all the substances (and there were many) that I put into my body, cigarettes were the sole compound that did me absolutely no good and also damaged
things. I was recently in a position where I was risking loosing my legs. No #. My circulation was that bad. I had to have angioplasty in both
the primary arteries to my legs. Smoking was making that continually worse. Here's a dumbass moment for you: Every time I smoked, I could feel
the numbness in my toes increase.
Life is a #ing bitch sometimes. Don't give up, Buzzy. Find some other outlet. Find a heavy bag and beat the crap out of it. Dance like a crazy
person. Run. Swim. Anything. Don't give the demon the satisfaction of giving back what you've won.
Cheers! Hugs backatcha. Any time the tug gets difficult, my inbox is always open. I quit smoking (again) in October. My doctor asked, "do you
miss it?"
I said, "you remember in high school there was that burnout that you knew was bad news to hang around and bad things always happened when you did, but
when you no longer did, you missed them? That's how I feel about smoking. If you told me I had three months to live, I'd fill up my car with
cigarettes and smoke them until I puked. Since I want to live, and I'm pretty sure I'd miss my legs, I'm not going to smoke ever again."