But does she have the funk?

 

Hi Grace!  That's an expensive guitar.  It brings back a memory to me.  I was at an open mic and I didn't have a guitar.  The host had a beautiful Guild, but I'm not fond of acoustic guitars.  So I asked him if he had a a distortion pedal I could plug it into.  You're probably busy helping feed your community, because you're a good girl.  Stay that way, but be safe.

I got the funk, Grace.  Do you have the funk?  Sometimes I'm not sure whether you have the funk or not, but that could be Mary's fault.  It's her job to help people sleep, so you don't hear what comes out of her monitor.  I don't want to let the crowd hear the monitor feed, but sometimes I let you have a glimpse to help you improvise.  Vocals drive Mary's set, we arrange it that way so the voice constantly assaults the listener for 2 hours with minimal pause.  If the fans wanted to sleep, they can just tune in to the vocal stream.  How you interpret the vocals when you improvise guitar has infinite possibilities: it doesn't have to be dreary just because it's mostly love songs.  If I were you, I would organize something upbeat and creative then flow into the changes.  You the bandleader sets the rhythm for each song, the drummer follows you, and everyone else follows the drummer.  Be a remixer rather than an accompanist.  Yeah it's a marathon, but so is Mary.  She sometimes has to catch up to the groove because of her emotions but I assure you, she has the funk.  Ah, but you must follow her lead!

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

50.  Say, "Do you see if God's punishment should come to you by night or by day, what portion of it would the sinners wish to hasten?"

Jonah 10:50

Protect your heart

 

Here's to remind you to protect your heart, and not overwork.  Wherever it is you choose to go.

❤️

Sometimes there is nothing to gain by winning.

Sick

 

Yes, that outfit by Dick and Skip is much nicer than the one before.  Is that what you wore on the Late Show?  It comes with a black and white jacket?  I really like those boys' stuff.  They're usually pretty colorful, but for you they choose black.

That last storm made Mary sick.  She still must work.  But don't worry folks, she said she doesn't have chest congestion so she should be back to normal soon inshaAllah.  Good health is from God, to see what you do with it.

Uh oh

 

I spoke too soon.  The rain poured, and Mary got sick again.  She still must work, though.

"The Rain Song" is the song that has a special place in my heart.  I don't have to go anywhere, rain comes to me.  That was when I became a Led Zeppelin fan, is when I first heard this song.  It's great to see you strut in to the Late Show, Honey!  That's NYC, right?  I wish I could have been there.  But I have to be here.

Nice weather

 

Hi Honey!  How's the weather?  We're having some nice weather here lately, not too hot and not too cold.  Just right.  No rain either, so we can get around and do stuff.  I roasted a fresh batch of peanuts last night.  I wanted it to be slightly greasier than usual, but I used too much oil.  The peanuts at the bottom of the pot were too greasy, and most of the salt got stuck to the oil.  

I couldn't catch your gig on Paramount+, I'm hoping it would show up on YouTube.  I'm sure you did awesome, and the company of musicians should have been high quality.  Just right for you!  Isn't that the same situation for you in December, sitting in with someone else's band?  I'm sure you would rather be with your own group.  Winter travel too, so please be careful.  Anyway, I'm going to watch some YouTube.  It's the only channel I can afford.

I seek refuge with Allah from Satan the rejected.

50.  Yet they say, "Why are not signs sent down to him from his Lord?"  Say, "The signs are indeed with Allah, and I am indeed a clear warner".

The Spider 29:50

The same

 

It doesn't suck, Honey.  People are fools to say bad things about you because you're sweet and beautiful like frozen yogurt.  And you're excellent at improv.  What's strange is the gig.  That's a church that's been twisted around.  I'm left to wonder about how you felt, performing in such a strange venue.  Your playing didn't sound uncomfortable.  Well, it's all the same show in that it's never the same.

An old friend of mine sent me some photos of me when I was younger.  Here I was at the pizza joint prepping sourdough.  28 years old, I think.  I had a lot of strength back then, but I never took the chances to be married, even though I wanted to.  It was for the best.  I wasn't ready to take care of a girl.  Back then, I didn't know what to do with the girl once I got her.

Money doesn't solve everything

 

Check out this band, Honey.  I'm sure you have heard of them.  They're called Khruangbin.  Weird name for a American band, even for an Asian like me.  They're not a flamboyant music, but they complement each other perfectly.  Everyone is rhythm driven, but that guitarist totally makes the band.  There are so many options for songwriting with this style.  I can see how their fans can just let their music play on and forget everything else.  I think they sound better live.  That's probably because they're easy to mix.  The vocals are just a lot of hissing and mumbling, but that's OK.  They don't really need a singer.  But the right singer would push them from great to legendary.

I have something I need to record into this weblog.  Many months ago, the ceiling light in the kitty litter room began acting temperamental.  I had to wiggle the switch around to get it to flicker on.  Eventually, it fizzled out completely, and I had to use a different light source.  Then a couple of months later, the fridge wasn't getting enough power.  The light inside wouldn't turn on then the fridge shut down completely, but it worked again when I moved it to a different outlet.  A few nights ago, the other ceiling lights fizzled out.  I thought I would have to pay for an electrician.  Usually when I go to the mosque, I take the back road to avoid traffic.  But last night I unconsciously took the front road, and I saw the junction box on the power pole by the main road smoking.  I didn't have my phone on me, so I decided to report it when I got out of the mosque.  Someone else had reported it though, as it burst into flames.  It didn't take too long for the utility company to replace the box, and my ceiling lights came back on.  It took almost a year for the short circuit in the junction box to become obviously problematic.  If I had in that span of time called in the electricians to fix my home circuitry, they would have failed.  I never made the call because I didn't have the money.