Tag Archives: Nick Cave

A 100% Complete Day off!!

August 19, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

That’s right.

Even though, technically, I had yesterday off, too, I had to head to town first thing, in order to get Bobby McGee and Freddie McFee their initial exams and blood tests (they each passed with flying colors!) in order to get their surgeries scheduled for next week.

They had some anxiety during their first road trip, but overall, it went pretty smoothly and I really liked the new vet a lot. (And yes it’s costing me, literally, ten times as much as the Animal Shelter would have charged, but at least I could, you know, get them an appointment…)

Okay!

I then spent almost all of yesterday, hanging out on my bed, just sort of drifting in and out of sleep, because I was so tired. But I did force myself to do yoga. And I got a chance to catch up over the phone with Valerie in Brooklyn.

And then 2 hours on the phone last evening with Dennis!

And then after he and I hung up, and I was getting ready to go to sleep yet again–

PING! A little text from my Q-following girlfriend in town: “Phil’s starting.”

Oh, shit. I’d forgotten!!

So I tried to tune in to Phil but fell asleep after 45 mins and had to listen to the rest this morning.

HOWEVER!

It was a really good one! If you missed it and you’ve got 2 hrs and 45 mins free today, you should listen!

He gives a fantastic update on the tariffs, the Federal Reserve, the upcoming new currency, precious metals, etc. He’s working from a new script about Obama, though, so that’s interesting. And then he took some questions from the Pham on the Phapp!

(Remember, if you click the link below and watch directly on rumble, you have more control over the ads.)

Trump, Tariffs, and Treason – August 18th, 2025 (2hrs 45 mins):

*************

This was a really great new one from James Tabor. Essentially comparing the Hebrew Bible (Old Testament) with the Christian New Testament (Hellenistic/Greek), and why/how they are so different.

A Most Troubled Coupling: The Hebrew Bible (OT) and the New Testament (15 mins):

*************

And another happy update!

Yet another credit card wrote to me yesterday:

THEM: “We’ve increased your credit line!”

ME: “Fucking A!!”

So that was nice. (I’m sort of spotting a trend here.)

*************

So, today I have the whole day off. Meaning, I am not driving to town for any reason, even though I do need a few groceries. I’m just staying put. Doing a load of laundry, probably a little more vacuuming, and, of course, yoga…(and 723 more hours chatting with Dennis later)…

But other than that!!

I’ve got the day free & clear to sit at my desk and WORK ON MY NOVEL!

Although, Val and I discussed the very real possibility yesterday that my depression, tiredness, inability to process time flying as well as my dad’s death, has got a lot to do with me not making any progress yet on the memoir (or even on “Novitiate ’66” frankly). (A 4-page excerpt from “Novitiate ’66” on my substack page — from nearly 2 years ago!! Jesus.) (For adults only, please.)

Remember those not-so-long ago days, gang, when I could work on several different projects at once, every day??!! And actually get things done??

It’s the main reason why I have such a problem with the caregiving jobs. It’s (usually) not that many hours per week, but the hours are spread out all over the place, so I rarely get a chunk of time to just sit and write!!

However, as we get ever closer to Fall, it gets easier to deal with, because, if you recall, things will change for me in a huge way then.

*************

Okay!

Tonight, Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood take the stage in Bulgaria, for the first of 2 sold out shows!! In a venue called the Ancient Theater — I’m eager to see what that looks like!

And yesterday morning, Nick Cave sent out a new Red Hand File, wherein he discussed who he goes to, generally, for wisdom and advice (HINT: dead people). And also something about “women being annoying” because, I don’t know — we’re always right?? Not sure.

Anyway, he said, in part:

“…Now that I am older, many of these people – my father figures, my mother figures – are no longer with us (Bob Dylan, praise be, remains!), so I tend to look to the assembled dead, those who have withstood the test of time, for direction. I regard the accumulated wisdom of the ages with no small amount of reverence. The answer is invariably there….”

You can read it in full HERE, if you so choose!

**************

And I’m thinking that’s it for now! Gonna get this fantastic and beautiful day underway here!

Have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

****************

I leave you with this!

Breakfast-listening music these days! (Although not today, because I was listening to Phil!)

Curiously enough, also from 1966 (a la “Novitiate”). A huge hit for The Monkees when they were brand new. (And I still get chills listening to this song because it was about a guy getting drafted and heading to Vietnam.)

“Last Train to Clarksville,” 1966. From their debut album, The Monkees. Enjoy, gang.

“Last Train To Clarksville”

Take the last train to Clarksville
And I’ll meet you at the station
You can be here by four-thirty
‘Cause I made your reservation
Don’t be slow, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

‘Cause I’m leavin’ in the morning
And I must see you again
We’ll have one more night together
‘Til the morning brings my train
And I must go, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don’t know if I’m ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
I’ll be waiting at the station
We’ll have time for coffee-flavored kisses
And a bit of conversation
Oh… Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!

Take the last train to Clarksville
Now I must hang up the phone
I can’t hear you in this noisy
Railroad station all alone
I’m feelin’ low. Oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don’t know if I’m ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
And I’ll meet you at the station
You can be here by four-thirty
‘Cause I made your reservation
Don’t be slow, oh, no, no, no!
Oh, no, no, no!
And I don’t know if I’m ever coming home

Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville
Take the last train to Clarksville…

c – 1966 – Bobby Hart, Tommy Boyce

“You’d think she’d have better things to dream about than that…”

August 17, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Okay. I’m back.

And I slept great. The AC was on, and all cats & kittens — except Doris, who is exceedingly well behaved — were out in the hall. All night. So nothing disturbed me.

However–

I kept dreaming about Trump. He was helping me fill out a ton of forms.

The dream went on and on and on. And it seemed like I was having a hard time grasping how to fill out the endless forms.

Why the heck was I dreaming about that??

And, you know — with my magnificent brain, why was it so hard for me to figure out how to fill out a form?

At least I woke up feeling like I could handle things again, just generally.

Yesterday, was more of a rough day. Mostly because I was feeling sort of disillusioned and tired. (Loyal readers of this lofty blog know how much I hate having to actually go out and work , especially double shifts, and especially since I’m, you know, semi-retired…)

But today’s a new day, and I have the retired Minister and his wife later this afternoon. And that is, overall, just a really pleasant shift. Watching reruns on MeTV or old movies that end up affecting me in some totally unexpected, emotional, way.

And it probably doesn’t surprise you to learn that they have a big beautiful fluffy cat named Autumn, who sits next to me, curled up on the couch, during my entire shift.

She does this every week. And the retired Minister and his wife always say: “She really likes you!”

I smile, but silently, I’m saying a little ruefully: Yeah. Cats like me…

And maybe I should add here — although you should be forewarned that it could give you a heart attack — I now have 3 more strays (in addition to KonTiki of the Great Outdoors) who show up for breakfast on the kitchen porch every morning at around 5:30AM.

Mr. Sandypants — the one who got shot just over his left eye, by someone with a BB gun a few months back. (Thankfully, my neighbors took on the expense of taking him to the vet, but he’s doing just great.)

And another large black cat — with a white spot under his chin and a couple of white toes. He is so sweet. I’m pretty sure he lives in my barn.

And then a small blondie, who’s missing most of her tail. Back when Brandon Mitchell was living in Crazeysburg last year, he was feeding her because she’d been abandoned by her owners, who had moved away.

Brandon moved away, too, but the cat recently found my kitchen porch…

Actually, Brandon and I saved each other’s lives last summer, as things were getting crazy-intense before the election. He would always stop by to make sure I was doing okay. (Loyal readers of this lofty blog no doubt recall that I was in a relentless struggle with PTSD last summer.)

Brandon is a well-known Death-Metal record producer, and was an avid Trump supporter, too, which was a huge no-no in the music world, for fear that a Trump Presidency would bring a halt to all the sex-trafficking running rampant in the Death-Metal scene… So he, too, was dealing with an unbelievable amount of stress last summer, since people everywhere were basically out to permanently shut him up.

Anyway. A photo of Brandon (photographer unknown), at the opposite end of my street in Crazeysburg. What a great guy he was. He really looked out for me and for all the older folks and the kids in the village:

*************

Oh, but I have to add, gang, that yesterday, both shifts went splendidly. My favorite nearly-95-year-old Japanese client (he turns 95 a week from today) was in a really spiritual mood. He talked about all kinds of interesting things.

And then I went to see the retired Chaplain who is back from Florida, who I just adore. And, as always, she and I talked about amazing stuff the entire time and the hours absolutely FLEW by. When the next caregiver showed up to relieve me, I was just floored. I had no idea where the time went.

As I was leaving, she prayed over me, specifically for the success of our play, “The Guide to Being Fabulous,” and then she took my hand and said, “I love you.”

That kind of thing makes it so easy to drive off into a beautiful evening.

************

Okay.

Here’s this. From yesterday morning. While I was in bed, drinking my coffee, the neighbor across the street from me was mowing his lawn and a couple of the kittens were spellbound:

*************

And while we wait the additional 2 days before Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood take the stage in Bulgaria for 2 sold out shows—

Here’s this. AGAIN. I love this photo!

Nick Cave in 1986:

Nick Cave, possibly waiting for an answer to why on Earth a mind such as mine would dream about Trump helping me fill out forms all night…

And since I still can’t find a link to the new “Train Dreams” song from the upcoming Netflix film, here’s this gem, instead!!

From one of the greatest albums of all time, The Firstborn Is Dead, “Train Long Suffering”. 1985.

***************

And I think that’s it for now. I have some things I want to do — and/or sit and think about — before I leave for my shift today.

Enjoy your Sunday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting,

I love you guys. See ya!

***************

I leave you with this!!

As the 51st anniversary of Greg’s death approaches in 10 days — here’s a song that always makes me think of him, no matter how many millions of times I hear it.

The song was popular back when I first fell in love with Greg, and I have a crystal-clear memory of sitting with him on the school bus one sunny morning in 1973, when the song came on the radio. We were both in Junior High School. (He was killed the following year.)

And, yes, I still miss him, gang. I told him I would love him forever and I wasn’t kidding.

Joni Mitchell’s Top 40 hit, “You Turn Me On (I’m A Radio)”, 1972. From her album, For the Roses. Enjoy.

"You Turn Me On (I'm A Radio)"

If you're driving into town
With a dark cloud above you
Dial in the number
Who's bound to love you

Oh honey you turn me on
I'm a radio
I'm a country station
I'm a little bit corny
I'm a wildwood flower
Waving for you
Broadcasting tower
Waving for you

And I'm sending you out
This signal here
I hope you can pick it up
Loud and clear
I know you don't like weak women
You get bored so quick
And you don't like strong women
'Cause they're hip to your tricks

It's been dirty for dirty
Down the line
But you know
I come when you whistle
When you're loving and kind

But if you've got too many doubts
If there's no good reception for me
Then tune me out, 'cause honey
Who needs the static
It hurts the head
And you wind up cracking
And the day goes dismal

From "Breakfast Barney"
To the sign-off prayer
What a sorry face you get to wear
I'm going to tell you again now
If you're still listening there

If you're driving into town
With a dark cloud above you
Dial in the number
Who's bound to love you

If you're lying on the beach
With the transistor going
Kick off the sandflies honey
The love's still flowing
If your head says forget it
But your heart's still smoking
Call me at the station
The lines are open

© January 24, 1972; Joni Mitchell Pub Corp (as "I'm a Radio")

End of Summer in the Hinterlands??

August 15, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Can you believe the kids here go back to school on Tuesday, and the kids in the next county over, already went back to school??

I saw a school bus dropping kids off for home yesterday afternoon. Unreal.

Back when I was in school, in Ohio no one went back to school until after Labor Day (still 2 weeks away).

Boomers were just fucking lucky. Even in the midst of the sex revolution, the war protests, the peace marches, the drugs, drugs, drugs, we had the best childhoods.

*************

Good news!!

The food at Harvest Pizzeria in Granville is still fantastic. Dennis and I had such a great time there yesterday. (My only complaint was that the time FLEW.)

I also discovered that I have really, really happy memories when I’m inside that place. It was my first time going back there in over a year.

It’s like the agonizing pain my legs endured because of the concrete floors never even existed. I only remember how great it was to work there. (For 3 months, 2 and a half years ago…)

Anyway, Dennis and I had a great time.

Next up–

We haven’t picked a day or time yet, but we decided we’re going to the fantastic clubhouse at the local golf course with the great views!! (Where I go with my favorite nearly-95-year-old-Japanese client.) (Dennis has been there before.)

It will be so fun to go there on an actual date! (And yes, even though we spent 2 hours together yesterday afternoon, we still spent an additional 2 and a 1/2 hours on the phone last night!!)

*************

If you want to keep up with Putin/Trump/Alaska —

Aquila is giving moment by moment updates.

Also, Disclose.TV (both on Telegram)

**************

And here’s this!

The set list from the 2nd night of Nick Cave’s solo show in Latvia was even better! Check out that encore!! Wow. A one-way ticket to Swoonsville!!

And then this was announced (everywhere) yesterday:

Yesterday, there was a link to the above mentioned song, but now I cannot find a working link for it. But it was rather haunting!!

***************

And Monday — this is happening!

Bobbie McGee and Freddie McFee have their introductory trip to the new vet, in order to get them appointments to get neutered.

And it can’t come a moment too soon, gang. They are both getting super FRISKY. And I have 6 — count ’em SIX— un-spayed females in the house.

I had hoped to get them signed up with that vet out here near me, but there was a waiting list to become a new patient. So…. since time is of the essence, as they say, it’s back to Granville, where I seem to do just about everything in my life.

*************

Okay. I think that’s kind of it for right now.

It’s a really, really gorgeous day here today. I have four shifts between now and Sunday evening, but ALL of the clients are my favorites!! So that is nice.

Enjoy your Friday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

***************

How about I leave you with this?? As a sort of Latvian encore!!

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds, “Love Letter”, from the iconic album No More Shall We Part, 2001. Such a beautiful song!! I never get tired of it. Enjoy, gang.

"Love Letter"

I hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as I have planned
Losing her again is more than I can bear

I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words
We live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain

Love Letter, love letter
Go get her, go get her
Love Letter, love letter
Go tell her, go tell her

A wicked wind whips up the hill
A handful of hopeful words
I love her and I always will
The sky is ready to burst

Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
Said something I did not mean to say
It all came out the wrong way

Love Letter, love letter
Go get her, go get her
Love Letter, love letter
Go tell her, go tell her

Rain your kisses down upon me
Rain your kisses down in storms
And for all who'll come before me
In your slowly fading forms

I'm going out of my mind
Will leave me standing in
The rain with a letter and a prayer
Whispered on the wind

Come back to me
Come back to me
O baby please come back to me

c - 2001 Nick Cave

You just gotta love ’em!!

August 10, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Kittens, that is.

Gone in a heartbeat yesterday:

Freddie chewed through the charger cord for my Black & Decker cordless handheld vac — it was completely ruined before I even noticed he was chewing on it.

So, $20 later, this will be arriving on Tuesday:

And then last night, I went to the bathroom for about 2 seconds and when I got back to the bedroom, the little plastic thingie that holds my iPhone horizontally while I watch re-runs of “Seinfeld” in bed had completely and utterly and TOTALLY disappeared!!

And the bedroom door was shut because the AC was on. It is in my bedroom SOMEWHERE but I absolutely cannot find it!

So, $14 later, this indescribably juvenile holder- thingie will also be arriving on Tuesday:

Other than annoying things like that, kittens are mostly adorable…

**************

Meanwhile, here’s this (43 seconds):

*************

Anyway.

I thought this was very interesting, gang. I’m not sure if it has to do with Alaska and Putin next Friday, but I guess we’ll just have to wait and find out. (There are SO MANY psyops going on right now, gang, it is kind of exhilarating!)

From il donaldo trumpo:

WE’RE GONNA NEED MORE POPCORN THIS WEEK!!!😎🍿(20 seconds):

**************

Okay.

Here’s this:

Keith in London in 1974 (in the days when he still had his “real” teeth):

*************

And as we wait for the 2 sold out shows in Latvia (Tuesday and Wednesday):

Nick Cave, waiting for the guy to take his picture, about 30 years ago…

(Apparently today’s theme is: Heroes Smoking Cigarettes.)

*************

Other than that!!

Our lunch date at Peony Bistro was really good but I don’t want to say more than that, because we mostly talked about some intense personal stuff going on in Dennis’ world right now.

I don’t think he would mind if I add this, though:

So it was intense, but as always, it was really, really nice hanging out with him, eating sushi and lo mein, and talking and talking and talking.

TRY IT REAL SLOW

Driving in the dead of night
Coasting through a traffic light
Aiming for a back road
Where we could park it for the night
Thinking we would make it sober and
Try it real slow.

There’s music on the radio
Screaming bunch of white boys
Churning out the Black soul
But turning it to white noise
Well, we could learn to make it sober by
Trying real slow.

CHORUS
Any disappointed stranger will tell you
Love is just a ball & chain
Oh but baby you’re the kind of man
That I like to talk to

You can play the wine & dine
Pick yourself a pretty wife
Gather all that you can hold
But drag it round your whole life
Or you could learn to make it sober by
Trying real slow

REPEAT CHORUS

I turned it over, round and round
Chasing it the hard way
Until my dreams were just a white line
Sailing down the Interstate;
Well, love was gonna shake me sober
But I didn’t let it grow.

Any disappointed stranger will tell you
Love is just a ball & chain
Oh but baby you’re the kind of man
That I like to talk to

Oh, but you and me will be all right
By letting every yesterday
Go fading with the taillights
Sailing down the highway
And we can learn to make it sober
By trying real slow.

Yeah, we can learn to make it sober
By trying real slow

© 1984 Marilyn Jaye Lewis
First of May Songs, BMI

**************

Today is my day to work with the retired Minister and his lovely wife, and watch things like “Love Boat,” “The Andy Griffith Show,” and “Daniel Boone”. So that should be nice.

And since it’s later this afternoon, it gives me a few leisurely hours here to do more laundry, vacuum, and stay on top of the flea situation… Yay.

As always, my main concern is for my ferals. Since I can’t touch them the best I can do is sprinkle flea meds in their general direction and wait for it to just spread to all of them. (Although I did manage to get some meds directly on Huckleberry, so that is good news.)

How this became my life, gang, I just don’t know, but on we go.

*********

From James Tabor–

The Real Paul: What About that Thirteenth Apostle? (22 mins):

**********

From Ross K. Nichols and Jono Vandor–

The Shema, Ten Words, and What’s Missing (1 hr 32 mins):

*************

And I think that’s it for today, gang.

I hope you have a great Sunday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

*************

I leave you with this!!

This song never fails to calm me the fuck down!! Yay!!

Tom Petty’s classic, “Wildflowers,” from his triple-platinum solo album of the same name, Wildflowers, 1994. Enjoy, gang.

“Wildflowers”

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
Sail away, kill off the hours
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, find you a lover
Go away somewhere all bright and new
I have seen no other
Who compares with you

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong in a boat out at sea
You belong with your love on your arm
You belong somewhere you feel free

Run away, go find a lover
Run away, let your heart be your guide
You deserve the deepest of cover
You belong in that home by and by

You belong among the wildflowers
You belong somewhere close to me
Far away from your trouble and worry
You belong somewhere you feel free
You belong somewhere you feel free

c – 1994 Tom Petty

A Happy Saturday in the Hinterlands!

August 9, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

One really nice thing about yesterday, gang — it’s OVER.

I worked a long double-shift, but at least it was with 2 of my favorite clients. (Okay, I guess I should just say that ALL of my clients are my favorites, at this point!)

And of course the day started off like a real day from Hell.

Fleas.

If you recall the nightmare of last summer — where the flea infestation was so bad it actually killed my beautiful cat, Lucie:

And here’s a photo I love of Lucie and Doris in my old kitchen, at the old house — around 2014 (I loved that kitchen!!).

Well, anyway. I think I got a great head start on the fleas this year, though. The house and all the cats within it, seem to be fine this morning!! So I’m not going to panic.

But yesterday morning was intense — off to the Dollar Store by 8:05 AM to buy a TON of flea meds. Then laundry, vacuuming, while also trying to get ready for my shift.

Leave the house at 10:20 AM.

Drive like Mario Andretti all the way to Granville. I’m amazed I got to my first client on time.

However!

TODAY!!

One quick shift with my favorite nearly-95-year-old Japanese client and then another lunch date with Dennis!!

Yay!!

At the by-now FAMOUS (at least on my blog, it’s famous) Peony Bistro!! (And how about this?? A new photo! The Peony Bistro at night!)

So, I am excited!!

**************

[Okay, this was all supposed to be my post from yesterday!]

So, here’s this!!

A mug shot of Keith from the summer of ’72 (yes, while on the infamous “Exile on Main St” Tour of America, just a few days before I turned 12!!!)

(I love how it says “Do Not Copy” — everything about Keith’s life encourages us to break the rules!!)

And here’s this!

A couple of photos from Johnny Cash’s legendary concert at San Quentin prison in 1968!!

*********

And from sold out night #2 of Nick Cave’s Solo Tour with Colin Greenwood on bass — in Bergen, Norway.

(And night 3 was last night — and the photos were still no better!! I think maybe 2 people had phones in those audiences in Norway!)

Next up on the tour — 2 sold out nights in Latvia! (We’ll see if there are more people in Latvia who have cellphones!)

And here’s the set list from the second night in Norway — I know it’s a little hard to read, but what an incredible set!!!

*************

And on a similar note!

In honor of Nick Cave & the Bad Seed’s legendary song, “Tupelo” turning 40 (!!) recently, they have remastered the original “official music video” in 4K:

***********

And that is really all for now. I gotta get moving here.

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

*************

Okay!

Let’s end with this today! (Sorta like we were in Norway on night #2!!)

Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds’ classic, “Into My Arms”. 1997. From the incredible album that I absolutely never get tired of, The Boatman’s Call. Enjoy, gang.

“Into My Arms”

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

And I don’t believe in the existence of angels
But looking at you I wonder if that’s true
But if I did I would summon them together
And ask them to watch over you
To each burn a candle for you
To make bright and clear your path
And to walk, like Christ, in grace and love
And guide you into my arms

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

But I believe in Love
And I know that you do too
And I believe in some kind of path
That we can walk down, me and you
So keep your candles burning
And make her journey bright and pure
That she will keep returning
Always and evermore

Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms, O Lord
Into my arms

c – 1997Nick Cave

Off to Town Soon!!

August 5, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

You perhaps recall that last Thursday, when I had my first lunch date with the eHarmony guy, it rained.

Not just rain, but a torrential downpour from pretty much the moment I stepped out of my car!

Today will be our second lunch date and the weather is gorgeous!! Yay!

Before lunch, we’re going to go over to Geller Park, because he’s never been there before:

And the park is literally only 2 minutes from where we’re having lunch:

And we might even stop in at my favorite health food store, because I need to pick up some stuff and he’s interested in checking out their CBD products:

You literally have to pass the health food store to get to Geller Park, so we shall see! And I warned my new friend that since all the gals who work at the store are good friends of mine, they will ALL be checking him out….

He was actually okay with it.

(BTW, he has given me permission to write about him now, but only sparingly and I can’t post any photos he sends me without asking him first. Yay.)

****************

So!

Yesterday, I thought I was texting my (birth) mom an update on my new eHarmony friend.

Unbeknownst to me, though, my brother (younger half-brother, Ronnie, that is) was sitting next to our mom’s phone and he texted me back!

It took me a while to figure out that I was texting my brother and not my mom– and he, of course, was “very concerned” that I was getting involved with a guy from an online dating site…

So that was fun — meaning, a little disturbing: Why is my mom suddenly getting freaked out about this? –until I figured out it was my brother I was texting and not my mom. (Ronnie has always been very protective of me.)

My brother Ronnie with Wayne, in Jackson, Ohio, over 30 years ago:

So far, gang, this new friend of mine has not done a single solitary suspicious thing. And even though I hadn’t used eHarmony in about 10 years or so, I have had a perfect track record with that dating site — I have always met nice people through it. And I believe it is continuing,

We shall see!

*****************

Oh, and this is what I’m wearing today:

***********

Okay!!

Today is the 40th anniversary of the release of Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash, by The Pogues!!

Wow, what a great album, gang. After I bought that record and got blown away by it, I bought everything Shane MacGowan and The Pogues did after that. (And I cried for about a solid week after Shane Macgowan died back in 2023.)

What a great year for music in my little hellhole apartment on E.12th Street (in NYC). Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds. The Pogues. Iggy Pop. Tom Waits. And then early in 1986 — Gun-Shy by the Screaming Blue Messiahs — along with a lot of other great stuff!!

The Pogues’ fantastic cover of “Dirty Old Town”, 1985. Rum, Sodomy, and the Lash:

**************

Okay!!

Here’s this!!!

This was such a great novel!! I devoured it in just under 2 days — and it only took me 2 days because on the first day, my eyes finally gave out and I had to go to sleep.

The Death of Bunny Munro by Nick Cave. Here’s my copy of it just now:

And YES! The kittens are scratching up all that stuff I have taped to the side of my bookshelf!! And YES! I’m totally not happy about that…

And I bring this up, because of this from Sky TV! Yay!!

And also, here’s this. Nick Cave and Warren Ellis, apparently while composing the above-mentioned score:

And tomorrow — Nick Cave’s Solo Tour of Europe, with Colin Greenwood on bass, continues in Bergen Norway, for 3 sold out shows.

*************

Oh, and here’s something interesting!

Last night (yes, while talking to my new friend for another 3 hours on the phone), we discovered that we were at the very same Rolling Stones concert in Cleveland, in 1978 (the “Some Girls” tour). HE brought this up — I didn’t!

AND we were both kinda close to the stage.

AND we were both really kinda disgusted with the crowd that day. Aggressive, hostile. A really bad vibe. I rarely even think of that concert, even though the Stones were great. But the crowd ruined it that day.

Me and my new friend at the Rolling Stones concert in Cleveland, 1978!

AND —

When I mentioned something last night about loving Keith and Ronnie, my new friend said (I swear he said this): “Keith Richards was my favorite. I loved that guy. I wanted to be like him.”

I refrained from what I could have said about loving Keith Richards. I figure if the friendship pans out, he will find out soon enough how I really feel about Keith Richards!!

Keith in Cleveland, 1978:

So. Kinda ironic, right? We were both in the same vicinity of the stage, in Cleveland on July 6th 1978. Me, loving Keith Richards, and my future friend wanting to BE Keith Richards!

************

All righty!

I better scoot!! I gotta get to town to meet my new friend for lunch! And a walk in the park. And possibly a stop for health supplements!

Have a terrific Tuesday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting!

I love you guys. See ya!

**********

I leave you with this!

One of the many great songs from the Stones’ Some Girls album, summer 1978. (I received the album as a graduation gift from a couple of girlfriends, since I graduated high school on June 10th 1978.)

A mere 2 years later, I was living in NYC and discovering how absolutely TRUE this song really was!!! It totally captured NYC back then.

“Shattered”, 1978. The Rolling Stones. Enjoy, gang!

“Shattered”

Uh huh shattered, uh huh shattered
Love and hope and sex and dreams
Are still surviving on the street
Look at me, I’m in tatters
I been shattered
Shattered

Friends are so alarming
And my lover’s never charming
Life’s just a cocktail party on the street
Big Apple, people dressed in plastic bags, directing traffic
(Shadoobie, shattered)
Some kind of fashion
(Shadoobie, shattered)

Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
Look at me, I’m in tatters
I been shattered
Shattered

All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter about
Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta, I can’t give it away on 7th Avenue
This town’s been wearing tatters, uh huh (Shadoobie, shattered)
Work and work for love and sex
Ain’t you hungry for success, success, success, success
Does it matter? (Shattered)

Does it matter?

Ahhh, look at me, I’m a shattered
I’m a shattered
Look at me, I’m a shattered, yeah

Pride and joy and greed and sex
That’s what makes that town the best
Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street (shattered)
And look at me, I’m in tatters, yeah (shattered)

I’m in tatters, what does it matter (shattered)
Does it matter, uh-huh (shattered)
Does it matter? Uh-huh
I’m shattered
Mm-mm, I’m shattered

Huh shadoobie, shattered
Huh shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered, shattered

Don’t you know the crime rate’s going up, up, up, up, up? (Shadoobie, shattered)
To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough, tough (Shadoobie, shattered) (Shadoobie, shattered, shattered)

We’ve got rats on the west side, bed bugs uptown (Shadoobie, shattered)
What a mess, this town’s in tatters, I’ve been shattered (Shadoobie, shattered)
My brain’s been battered, splattered all over Manhattan (Shadoobie, shattered)

Shadoobie, shattered, shattered
What I say?
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered
Shadoobie, shattered

This town’s full of money grabbers (Shadoobie, shattered)
Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don’t mind the maggots, uh-huh (Shadoobie, shattered) (Shadoobie, shattered)

Shadoobie, my brain’s been battered
(Shadoobie, shattered, shattered)
My friends they come around, they flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter
(Shadoobie, shattered) (Shadoobie, shattered)
Pile it up, pile it up, pile it high on the platter
(Shadoobie, shattered, shattered)

c- 1978 Mick Jagger, Keith Richards

Happy Monday, One & All!

August 4, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Okay!

I just got back from the post office, where I mailed off my 50-page (!!) home improvement loan application to the USDA RD!!

Now all I gotta do is WAIT.

But, however it plays out, I just feel really great that I got that done. And for your viewing pleasure!! Here’s an idea of what my basement stairs currently look like. (Keep in mind the house is 126 years old and those stairs are ancient!!)

The 2 bottom steps have already broken through. This is why I always put off to the absolute very last possible minute, going down there each fall & winter to change out the furnace filter:

Stairs to my basement, AKA Spider Heaven.

Even if they don’t approve my loan for some reason, I’m still going to somehow get those stairs fixed.

****************

Okay!

Wow. Another great day here in the Hinterlands.

And I slept in again because — YES! — I was chatting on the phone last night with my new friend for about 2 and a half hours — even after I’d worked a double. So it was kind of late (for me) when I finally managed to say: “Okay. Sweet Dreams, goodnight.”

But what a great time we always have on the phone!!

And he sent me the BEST photo! But he made me absolutely swear I would not post it anywhere on social media. But, wow, I loved it!!

It’s his Senior picture from when he graduated high school (in Columbus, 1976, I think.). He looks like such an angel. Omg. It’s too cute.

When you see him nowadays, “angel” probably wouldn’t be the first word that would pop into your head. He’s been around a little since that photo was taken. But in his soul, he is so kind, and considerate, and sweet, and he loves to laugh.

But he’s also a walking testament to the 2nd Amendment (concealed carry), so you probably wouldn’t want to “go ahead and make his day”…

And tomorrow we have our second lunch date, and I can’t wait.

***************

Okay.

So I heard from Sandra. She and her husband took an impromptu vacation over the weekend. So the files I need for the play updates probably won’t get here until later today. Which means — yes! — I get to work on the novel today. Yay! Finally.

**************

Okay!

Here’s another photo I fucking loved! For different reasons. From Instagram yesterday.

And we still have to wait 2 more days until Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood take the stage in Norway! For 3 consecutive sold out shows.

Nick Cave, waiting for something on the couch (possibly an ashtray but I’m not completely certain), about 30 years ago…

***********

If you follow Phil, he is planning to be live tonight at 8PM eastern. Check here later to confirm. (I sure hope he does because so much amazing stuff is going on out there right now and I would love it if he could finally confirm it! We’ll see.)

************

I think that’s actually it for now.

Enjoy your Monday, wherever you are in the world.

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

************

I leave you with this!

I’ve posted it here before, but here it is again, for your listening pleasure!

Dennis Edwards, w/Seidah Garrett, “Don’t Look Any Further”, 1984. Enjoy, gang!!!!

“Don’t Look Any Further”
(feat. Siedah Garrett)

Someone to count on in a world ever changing
Here I am, stop where you standing
What you need is a lover, a man to take over
Oh, girl, don’t look any further
Strange when you think of the chances
That we’ve both been in a state of mind
Too cool to be careless, looking for the right thing
Oh baby, don’t look any further

(Tonight) Tonight we’re gonna taste a little paradise
(Rocking all night long) Rocking all night long
(Daylight) Daylight, I’ll still be looking in your ebony eyes
And we’ll go on and on and on (Go on and on and on)

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o yeah
Don’t look any further (Don’t you look no further)
Day o umba day o nam bu ji ay o yeah
Don’t look any further

Someone to count on (Someone to count on)
In a world ever changing (Mmm-hmm…)
Here I am, stop where you standing, baby
What you need is a lover (You need a lover)
To love you all over (Love you all over)
Oh baby, don’t you look any further, further

Don’t look any further
Don’t look any further

(Tonight) Tonight we’re gonna taste a little paradise
(Rock you all night long) Won’t you rock me all night long
(Daylight) Daylight, I’ll still be looking in your ebony eyes
And we’ll go on and on and on and on

Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o yeah
Don’t look any further
Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further(further)
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o
Don’t look any further, further
Day o umba day o mambu ji ay o
Don’t look any further, don’t you look no further
Day o umba day o na jam bay um bay o yaeh
Don’t look any further

c- 1984 Dennis Lambert, Francine Vicki Golde, Duane S. Hitchings

Happy Sunday!

August 3, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

This will be a quick post because I have to work a double today and I slept in a little here this morning.

Yesterday went differently than I had planned — I forgot that I needed to get all the final paperwork together for the home improvement loan application, so that I can mail it off Monday morning.

So that’s what I did for most of the day, instead of work on the novel, but at least it’s all done and I can mail it out tomorrow morning. And I did yoga yesterday and also took a walk — what a gorgeous afternoon it was!

And today is beautiful again, too. The drive to town is going to be wonderful!

I want to make a quick stop at the store to buy a token gift for the retired Minister. I’m seeing him and his wife later today, and tomorrow is his birthday. So I just want to find him something simple but faith-related.

Anyway!

Last night, my new friend and I chatted again for 3 hours. And we decided that on Tuesday, we’re going to have another lunch date!! So, that’s exciting. We will probably be going here:

I will keep you posted!!

**************

Okay. Here’s this!

Ross K. Nichols – Who Killed the Prophets? (1 hr):

**************

Meanwhile–

August 1st was Jim Carroll’s heavenly birthday. So here’s this–

Two of my all-time favorite heroes in one photo together! Keith Richards and Jim Carroll on stage in NYC, around 1980-81 — and, yes, Jim was really tall.

And FYI — Keith was instrumental in getting Jim a record deal with Atlantic Records, although Keith had been hoping to get him a deal on Rolling Stones Records! Anyway. Here they are– Happy Heavenly Birthday, Jim!

***********

And here’s this!

Keith and his legendary snake skin boots!

*************

And here’s this!!

While we wait 3 more days for Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood to take the stage in Norway–

Nick Cave in Berlin. I’m thinking this is close to 40 (!!) years ago now. I never get tired of looking at these photos from his room back then:

***********

And that is it! I gotta scoot!

Have a great Sunday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

***********

I leave you with this gem!

Classic Johnny Cash, “I Walk the Line”. 1956. Enjoy, gang!

“I Walk The Line”

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when each day is through
Yes, I’ll admit that I’m a fool for you
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

As sure as night is dark and day is light
I keep you on my mind both day and night
And happiness I’ve known proves that it’s right
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

You’ve got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can’t hide
For you I know I’d even try to turn the tide
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends out for the tie that binds
Because you’re mine, I walk the line

c- 1956 Johnny Cash

“Oh what a beautiful day!”

August 2, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Really kind of unbelievable, how beautiful the morning is around here. (Oh, and if you’re curious, and if you know the lyrics to the song “Oh What a Beautiful Morning” — the corn is indeed as high as an elephant’s eye here in Crazeysburg!) (Our town is pretty much surrounded by cornfields.)

Okay.

A beautiful day.

And I have the whole day off — and Sandra still hasn’t sent me the files I need to get back to work on the play. That’s frustrating, of course, but also — it means I don’t have anything else that I actually have to DO!!

Yay!

**********

On a sadder note–

The legendary accordionist, Flaco Jiménez, has passed away. He played with many, many Country and Tejano musicians over the decades and had his own solo career, too, but I will always remember him best as part of the equally legendary Texas Tornados!

Wow, what a great band they were!! Wayne and I saw them play live in a small club in NYC, over 30 years ago. What a great memory. And then we played their CDs in the car constantly, on our road trip across the country on our honeymoon.

Here’s one of my favorite songs of theirs that heavily features Flaco– “Is Anybody Goin’ to San Antone?” 1991. RIP, Flaco.

************

On a similar note–

On this day in 1997, one of my all-time favorite writers and inspirations also passed away.

Realizing that this morning, caused me to sort of drop everything and dig out all his old paperbacks that have followed me through every apartment and every house for the last 40 years.

So here’s this! I bought this paperback (new) in NYC, back in 1983! I remember reading this on the subway, and in my hellhole apartment on E. 12th Street, like it was yesterday:

************

Okay.

I loved this! From Charlie Ward’s newsletter this morning:

“A groundbreaking new study has revealed that the human brain emits a faint glow—known as ultra-weak photon emission (UPE)—that may be closely tied to our mental state, and possibly even to deeper bioenergetic phenomena like vibration and frequency.

Researchers from Algoma University and Tufts University placed participants in total darkness and used photon detectors and EEG to measure the brain’s natural light. The occipital region, responsible for vision, glowed most during eyes-closed states, with photon activity fluctuating in tandem with neural rhythms, particularly in low-frequency brain waves.

Though invisible to the eye, these light emissions suggest the brain is radiating energy that could reflect its internal processes. This energy pulse—waxing and waning at sub-hertz frequencies—has drawn attention for its possible links to vibrational medicine, frequency-based healing, and even auras, which some traditions describe as subtle light fields around living beings….”

************

Another great video from James Tabor–

“…the thousands of followers of Jesus who fled across the Jordan from Jerusalem, just north of the Dead Sea, in the year 66 CE, to escape into the Decapolis area south of Pella. James the Just, eldest surviving brother of Jesus had been brutally murdered in 63 CE by Annas, son of Annas, of the Mafia High Priesthood that also had instigated the murder of Jesus. Simon his brother took over the leadership of the movement. This flight is mentioned in Mark 13:14-20 and Revelation 12:13-17, and reported by Eusebius, Church History Ecclesiastical History (Book 3. 5.3) and Epiphanius, Panarion (29.7.7–8 and 30.2.7). They settled in the general region of Beroea near Coele-Syria and in the Decapolis near Pella, and remained there into the 2nd and 3rd centuries, and scattered south as far as Arabia over the next few centuries. Remnants of the group, including Simon and other Desposuynai, or members of the extended Jesus family, returned to Jerusalem around 73 CE and rebuilt the “Synagogue of the Apostles” on Mt Zion, as Bargil Pixner has documented….”

The Ebionites: Heretics or Original Followers of Jesus? (18 mins):

************

And–

As we continue to wait for the return of Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood’s Solo Tour in Norway in 4 days!!

Here’s this!

Nick Cave, waiting for something in bed, about 30 years ago…

****************

On the Home Improvement front–

All the quotes are in from the various contractors, and now all I need to do is print everything out and then mail it to my local USDA RD office , and then wait and see!!

These specific loans are incredible, gang, because they are only available to people over age 62, with low incomes, who live in certain rural areas. The interest rates on the 20-year loans are close to zero.

My currently 126-year-old home, about 6 years ago, when my beloved maple tree still existed:

**************

Okay.

Yes! On the eHarmony front!

It seems like we have our first “song”! (As in “they’re playing our song”!!)

We both realized the song completely captures what’s going on with us and it left us both a little dumbfounded.

“Hello Sunshine”. 2019, Bruce Springsteen. We have both been playing it like crazy since yesterday:

“Hello Sunshine”

Had enough of heartbreak and pain
I had a little sweet spot for the rain
For the rain and skies of grey
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always liked my walking shoes
But you can get a little too fond of the blues
You walk too far, you walk away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always loved a lonely town
Those empty streets, no one around
You fall in love with lonely, you end up that way
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

You know I always liked that empty road
No place to be and miles to go
But miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?

And miles to go is miles away
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?
Hello sunshine, won’t you stay?
Hello sunshine

c – 2019 Bruce Springsteen

And — YES! — I have permission to post this!!!

I mentioned the “Desperado” tattoo early on, and here it is (and, yes, you can’t really see him too well, but that’s him):

**********

And I’m thinking that’s probably it for now.

I’m going to work on the novel until I hear from Sandra.

Enjoy your Saturday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

*************

I leave you with another great one from Flaco Jiménez and the Texas Tornados!!

“Who Were You Thinkin’ Of?”, 1990. Really fun! Enjoy, gang!

“Who Were You Thinkin’ Of?”

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
Was it a good-lookin’ stranger
Or a close friend of mine?

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When I was makin’ love
To you?
There was a smile on your face
I ain’t seen in some time

You got more out of it
Than I put into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
There was a smile on your face
I ain’t seen in some time

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were makin’ love
Last night?
Was it a good-lookin’ stranger
Or a close friend of mine?

You didn’t wanna quit
When we was into it
Last night
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?
Who were you thinkin’ of
When we were lovin’ last night?

c – 1990 C. Pelletier, J. Glaser, P. Gauvin

A great day in the Hinterlands!

August 1, 2025 marilyn jaye lewis Leave a comment

Can you say “58 degrees Fahrenheit”??!!

Wow, gang. What a great night’s sleep I had here. No AC. Not even any fans. I even had to close some of the windows because it got chilly! Yay!

And this morning — the sun is shining and it will only be a high of 78 degrees. And it’s supposed to stay this way for the next few days.

************

I have a weird schedule this weekend. A double shift today and a double shift on Sunday, but I have all of Saturday OFF. And I will spend that working on updates to our play, “The Guide to Being Fabulous”!!

And the sooner I can get the updates on the play finished and sent back over to Sandra, the sooner I get to have another date with my eHarmony guy! Yay!

I’m not sure when I’m going to stop calling him my eHarmony guy and give him a name. I guess we’ll find out. But for now, gang…

Wow, yesterday was perfect. Even though the minute I arrived at Tequilaville, the sky let loose with a torrential downpour. And for some mysterious reason, every single parking spot in front of the restaurant was already taken — even though it was only noon. It usually doesn’t get busy there until later.

So, yes, I had to park in the side parking lot. And yes, I was wearing a sundress and flipflops, but I also had a little denim jacket on and I had an umbrella, so my feet got really wet, but that was the worst of it.

And my friend was already there, waiting for me, staying dry under the roof overhang. And he had brought me a FLOWER!!! Picked from his property.

Loyal readers of this lofty blog no doubt recall how much I love flowers. So, that right there — greeting me with a flower when he doesn’t even know yet how much I love flowers — made me so happy.

We really had the best time. We were at the restaurant for 2 hours. And then, since it was raining and we couldn’t go to the park, we went to the local mall instead, and sat inside and talked for another hour and a half — and then walked around inside the mall a little bit, holding hands.

Is that too cool???

And everyone was sort of smiling at us — you know: Look at those cute old people. But, honestly — emotionally –it was truly like we were teenagers again. (And teenagers from the 1970s, no less!) It was just so perfect.

And then he had errands to run in town. And I had errands to run in town. So we said our farewells (and kissed (!!) goodbye in the parking lot).

And, YES! We spent last evening talking for 3 more hours on the phone!

**************

Okay. Before I forget —

From the Copyright Alliance today:

“On July 21, Copyright Alliance CEO Keith Kupferschmid had an opinion piece published in DC Journal, titled A “Win-Win-Win” Path for A I, as part of our AI and Copyright campaign. In the piece, Kupferschmid dispels a number of false narratives that are being perpetuated by tech fear mongers, including the notion that AI will only win if IP and copyright protections no longer exist…”

“”The United States has a long and storied tradition of strong protections for intellectual property. These protections have led the United States to dominate the world in technological and cultural progress … AI developers insist that licensing is impossible given the enormous volume of copyright works they seek to use, but that claim doesn’t hold up to scrutiny. Most of the big AI companies already license a vast volume of creative works for their consumers, and digital markets for music, books, films, and television programming are robust and mature … Contrary to claims that these AI training deals are impossible to make at scale, a robust free market is already emerging in which hundreds (if not thousands) of licensed deals between AI companies and copyright owners have been reached…”

[full article here]

*********

Also!

Here’s Freddie this morning! The kittens are now 4 months old.

*************

Okay.

There’s still another week before Nick Cave and Colin Greenwood resume the Solo Tour of Europe, so here’s THIS while we wait!!

Nick Cave, waiting for something, 30 years ago…

*************

Oh, and here’s this!!

George Harrison in London in 1970!

**************

All righty!!

The Summer Sale over at Smashwords is officially over now, and I want to say thank you, again, to all of you who downloaded my eBooks that are published over there.

Also, just a head’s up– the cost of printing paperback and hardcover books over at LULU.com has increased, so the prices of all of my print titles published at LULU.com have officially gone up today. Sorry about that, gang!

Prices of eBooks remain the same, though.

[Also, please remember that if you search for any of my books at either site, you have to click that you want to be shown explicit content, otherwise some of the books won’t come up.]

****************

And I’m thinking that’s it for now, gang.

Have a fantastic Friday, wherever you are in the world!

Thanks for visiting.

I love you guys. See ya!

**************

Okay! Here’s this!!

I’ve posted it before, but here it is again! (Yes, okay, it’s for my new friend. Rumor has it that he sort of likes this song…)

From the fabulous 1970s! Neil Young’s classic, “Heart of Gold”, 1972.

Enjoy, gang.

“Heart Of Gold”

I want to live
I want to give
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold
It’s these expressions
I never give
That keep me searching for a heart of gold

And I’m getting old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

I’ve been to Hollywood
I’ve been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean for a heart of gold
I’ve been in my mind
It’s such a fine line
That keeps me searching for a heart of gold

And I’m getting old
Keeps me searching for a heart of gold
And I’m getting old

Keep me searching for a heart of gold
You keep me searching and I’m growing old
Keep me searching for a heart of gold
I’ve been a miner for a heart of gold

c- 1972 Neil Young