Okay, we know he had a really silly haircut but was he 'the a sissy from Assisi'?
Here's what we know:
- He couldn't get a girlfriend.
- He seems to have gotten on well with animals.
- Whoever cut his hair should have been fired.
- He may have had a tail because the word 'monk' is probably derived from 'monkey'. Though in Italian, and San Francesco was from Assisi, the word for monk is 'monaco' and the word for monkey is 'scimmia' so maybe there's not a connection there.
Okay, I'll leave it there and move on.
I've been back practising guitar for a while now. It's actually a fun instrument to practise. It occurred to me yesterday that I should start building up a bit of a solo repertoire so I chose 7 tunes.
- The Girl from Ipanema. I chose this because it was a song that I learnt on the guitar when I was fourteen. At the time I thought it was a cool song and it is. It just didn't register as cool with the folkies I spent a bit of time with in 1967. It actually has a very clever chord progression and the melody chooses some interesting notes too.
- Stella by Starlight. I love the chord changes in this tune and always find them a challenge. They're really nice chords to solo over.
- Old Guys. This is a 'rhythm changes' tune that I wrote many years ago. Rhythm changes are the chords that were originally used in the song I Got Rhythm and there are many jazz tunes that use these chords. Rhythm changes are a bit of a test for me to play over on guitar so that's why it made the list.
- Sweet Georgia Brown. This is another bit of a test for my guitar playing. I've spent quite a bit of time working on the head (tune). This tune has fun chords to play over.
- Nefanie. This is a ballad I wrote for my daughter when she was a teenager. I was practising it on my bass early one morning, many years ago. She came into the room and I said, "I wrote this tune for you." She replied (she had just woken up), "One of these mornings, if you don't shut up, someone is going to break that bass."
- Autumn Leaves. Truth be known, I've probably played this tune too much but I love it.
- The Accordion Lady. This is another tune I wrote many years ago and I don't think I've ever played it in public. It was written about an old lady who used to busk on an accordion in Tauranga. She played away and no one seemed to be listening. This sort of rang a bell with me.
Well, I don't want this post to sound like Pete's Garden Series so I'd better take a break there.
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| Yawn. |
Ciao tutti.
26 commenti:
Not the double bass I hope.
I've got some good news.
I'm part-way through putting in new pavers in the garden so will soon be in a position (prone?) to start a new series.
Some suggestions from readers as to a tile will be welcomed. Here are some starters:
A Pavers way to garden.
Pavers, huh, what are they good for?
Like a paving stone.
You get the idea.
I discovered a song to go with it as well so things are looking up.
Listen: https://youtu.be/IL7kf8AEj70
'tile' should have been written as 'title'.
You see what effect these paving sones are having on me?
I think you meant, "A paver's way to garden."
I guess you could choose one of these names:
Counting sheep while watching paving.
The word gardening ends with ZZZ.
Gardening: I'll dig a bore - DOM.
Thanks for that.
The Czech's in the mall.
At The Palladium in Prague.
"I think you meant, "A paver's way to garden.""
It was a kind of pun on the word 'perverse'. The apostrophe was left out deliberately.
So much for poetic licence in Literaltown where you live.
Right next to Pedanticville.
Sister city of Punctiliousburg.
Near Meticulouston.
Not far from Scrupulousomata.
Once named Exactland.
And would like to be known as Perfectionist Heights.
But really is Fastidious Downs.
Finicalchurch is what some of the Christians want to rename it to.
But the local schools would rather name it Pedagogic Plains.
The wealthy inhabitants tell their friends it's named Ivory Towers.
But I see it as Fussy Fields.
Okay, I think you made your point.
I can't think of anyone lately who has hit me so hard for something I said on this blog!
Oh, yes, wait. I can.
Okay, I think you made your point.
There's no need to delete all of your posts over it.
Oh, yes, wait, you did.
If god had wanted us to fly, he would have given us wings.
See what I did there? I argued like a Christian. I made it look like there was some complicated, hidden meaning.
"If you think Christians deliberately attempt to state beliefs in a complex way and hide the truth you are mistaken"
Yes, you're right. Christians don't state beliefs in a complex way at all. They state spurious beliefs in a childish and puerile way as embedded in The Catechism which is essentially a child's learner.
They do however deliberately attempt this to hide the truth.
Rob, you sound like another brother of mine.
I just spent the latter part of the afternoon playing music to a Downes Syndrome guy. He doesn't have much speech but he really reacts to music with his hands and his face. I watched him as I played. I think it was my favourite gig of all time - such an honest reaction. I'm sure I played better. Thanks Jamie, that was a very special experience.
That's nice. Some people would say that was very christian. I say it's nice and caring.
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