JLH Blues -- The presence of absence in the home that your woman completely emptied while you were out, calloused fingers on steel strings, stale tobacco, cheap whiskey, groundhogicide in the parched garden out back.
The Idea of Order at Key West -- Caribbean sea spray, palm trees, decaying dock wood, moist summer air at twilight, distant hint of citronella.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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Nooooooooo not the groundhogs
Dude they play the green harmonica.
Are you familiar with mr. hooker's spare, haunting ode to the groundhog that's rooting around his back door?
Now I am - thanks Google!
"Now I need some pettin' baby, baby you know what I mean/Now if you don't pet me baby, I believe I'll go back down in New Orleans"
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