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I do believe all these years later Graham Parker knew whereof he spoke/sang:

Sit by my window and look outside, wonder why the sun don't shine on me
What's wrong with you, you stupid Ch*ld, don't you think that I'm the one you're waiting to see?
Don't talk too much 'cause she falls for the suckers, makes her feel everything is secure
Don't ever leave a footprint on her floor

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls

She's probably half-wit, she must be straight
Or bound to have a mother who knows nothing but hate
Don't want her love, I'd rather knock her down
Standing at the bus stop where she waits each morning
So isolated that she thinks that the army is the place where a man ought to be
Don't bother with them, they don't bother me

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls

They got the walk, they got the talk, right down without a flaw
At six o'clock, I got to stop my dreaming at the counter of the store
Don't bother with them

Without a doubt I got to intercept, must be time someone ran and shouted in their ear
You look all right in the cheap print dress, but every time you swish it round you make me disappear
Yes, I'm aware of exactly what I'm doing, making everything a mystery
Don't bother with it, it don't bother me

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with them, they don't bother me

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother, bother, bother, bother

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with them, they don't bother me

Don't bother with the local girls
Don't bother with the local girls

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

There's an ugly rumor they weren't really playing those instruments in that vid...

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"A man accustomed to hear only the echo of his own sentiments, soon bars all the common avenues of delight, and has no part in the general gratification of mankind"--Dr. Johnson
"Amen, brother"-ED

I've been sending out an S-O-S for so many years I can't count that high anymore. Whore mongering is a vacuous, shallow, soul numbing and killing endeavor, not really all that different from the mind numbing chemicals we're all taking. It reaches the point that a piece of you dies after each "session"....and there's only so much of you.....; we're all chasing the dragon....just as if it were smack or coke or X or seconal (talk about Johnny Winter) or Quaalude or liquor or whatever....hell....food...that first run can never be re-obtained. Never.

"Astronaut" (Click On Me to Listen)


Can anybody hear me?
Or am I talking to myself?
My mind is running empty
In the search for someone else
Who doesn't look right through me.
It's all just static in my head
Can anybody tell me why I'm lonely like a satellite?

'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot
Can I please come down? (come down)
'Cause I'm tired of drifting around and round (and round)
Can I please come down?

I'm deafened by the silence
Is it something that I've done?
I know that there are millions
I can't be the only one who's so disconnected
It's so different in my head.
Can anybody tell me why I'm lonely like a satellite?

'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot
Can I please come down? (come down)
'Cause I'm tired of drifting around and round (and round)
Can I please come down?

Now I lie awake and scream in a zero gravity
And it's starting to weigh down on me.
Let's abort this mission now
Can I please come down?

So tonight I'm calling all astronauts
All the lonely people that the world forgot
If you hear my voice come pick me up
Are you out there?
'Cause you're all I've got!

And tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
And I lost all signal when I lifted up
Now I'm stuck out here and the world forgot

'Cause tonight I'm feeling like an astronaut
Sending SOS from this tiny box
To the lonely people that the world forgot
Are you out there?
'Cause you're all I've got!

Can I please come down?
'Cause I'm tired of drifting round and round.
Can I please come down? [x3]

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

Well, son, I'll tell you:
Life for me ain't been no crystal stair.
It's had tacks in it,
And splinters,
And boards torn up,
And places with no carpet on the floor—
Bare.
But all the time
I'se been a-climbin' on,
And reachin' landin's,
And turnin' corners,
And sometimes goin' in the dark
Where there ain't been no light.
So, boy, don't you turn back.
Don't you set down on the steps.
'Cause you finds it's kinder hard.
Don't you fall now—
For I'se still goin', honey,
I'se still climbin',
And life for me ain't been no crystal stair.

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

Steve0 in all sincerity, time to make a cita with Dr Feelgood and switch around the meds... Looks like you need to stir it up a bit

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Why settle for just one woman when you can enjoy them all?

Sadly, or otherwise the reality was addressed by Ray Charles:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OXjMl5tS-ao

and covered by Humble Pie, which Steve Marriot covered solo here

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WmXIkfH9olw

and which the complete Humble Pie did here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LZMmV6xXYFw

If anything, The Who express my viewpoint: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q0iqg2UanEc

However, I shall take your suggestion(s) under advisement and perhaps switch brand(s) of Monkey Eggs.

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

Don't forget the cover by NRPS on their Powerglide Album. I cannot locate the link on either You Tube or on a Google search. Much appreciate anyone who can and post it here. Thanks.

Steve Marriott...another 'rocker' who died too young. Died in a house fire in '91

Rockin' the Fillmore '71...awesome!

Interesting...Peter Frampton is not in the second video...that's Clem Clempson playing lead guitar.

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"In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile, and the rest of us are phucked until we can put our acts together; not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely"...Hunter S. Thompson (RIP)

Frampton cooked his own goose when he split humble pie, Gringotim, and had that one album that essentially ruined his ability to get any meaningful work after it.....it was stadium rock time and that piece of trash song "Do You Feel Like We Do". But that's my perspective. Just never got into that gimmicky talk box gizmo and am pretty biased against foot switches of any kind. Guitar and amp. *shrug*

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

Yeah, it's hard to figure why Frampton left HP. Marriott always thought that Frampton was an awesome guitar player But that's happened quite often in the history of bands...Sting of the Police comes to mind. And Roger Waters of Pink Floyd. And the Guns N' Roses split. The reasoning usually is "they wanted to go in a different direction musically" After 'Frampton Comes Alive' ('76), his career went downhill. But, as that album sold many millions of records, it set him up financially for the rest of his life.

I have to agree with the talk-box...just a gimmick. Joe Perry of Aerosmith used in on a couple of their songs, and Richie Sambora of Bon Jovi used it ("It's My Life") occasionally as well.

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"In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile, and the rest of us are phucked until we can put our acts together; not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely"...Hunter S. Thompson (RIP)

Always appreciate your observations and additions, GT.....they're always so spot on and correct, even down to the time line.

I can't remember....did we ever meet at the Amistad?

Irrespective, YES, Frampton made a pile of cash off of that one album in conjunction with that major stadium tour to "support it". I could very well be wrong on this one, but I think that "support tour" went on for damn near two years......"Do you feel like we do...." indeed......Ka ching!!!$$$$$$$$$$$$

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

S1...

No, I don't think we ever met. Actually, I've only been to La Amistad about half-a-dozen times, and that was
within the past two years or so.

Yeah, you're correct about that tour in support of 'Frampton Comes Alive'. Indeed, it did last almost two years He was HUGE then...many bar bands at the time covered 'Do You Feel Like We Do'. At the time, that was the largest selling live album ever...sold six million copies. It still ranks as the fourth biggest selling live album ever.

Speaking of covers, check out this excellent live cover of a classic John Lee Hooker song...

http://youtu.be/UnfcP2s1M_Y

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"In a nation ruled by swine, all pigs are upwardly mobile, and the rest of us are phucked until we can put our acts together; not necessarily to win, but mainly to keep from losing completely"...Hunter S. Thompson (RIP)

Excellent Gringotim:

Great job in reminding us we all need to boogie!!!!!!

-The Bear

What a TREMENDOUS cover and do note he's playin' a tele....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nZWQN0n8x00

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"Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the over-compensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand."
- Aldous Huxley, Brave New World, Ch. 16

Steven1:

When my Band covers La Grange at the end we go straight into Canned Heat's Refried Boogie jam from Livin the Blues!