From Freida Bee to me, and back attcha.
Oh how well you know me. I bow before you for this lovely tribute. And for nailing my taste to a tee.
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Monday, July 21, 2008
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Between my wife wanting to axe murder me while I sleep and you crazy chicks, it's a wonder I haven't already gone mad.
Randal, Have you recovered from the huge birthday party I missed, sadly, too late to eat cake and sing.
I shake the booze and cake out of my system and come back to work only to find out that diva expects me to work. Doesn't she know us lie-bruls are slacker potheads?
And don't worry about missing it, you know that when I can't think of anything, I'll post about another famous birthday. And you get to sing for us.
I missed Randal yesterday.
That song is perfect for you, Utah.
Yeah, that Freida Bee seems to know me well. Part of what I love about this musician is her bass playing and the composition of her band. And she writes her own material. She's my idea of a real musician.
That IS a good song for you.
I put this "Rat Pack" compilation on yesterday, and when Tony Bennet was singing "Mack the Knife" I started thinking of you.
"Sav, the Knife."
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