This newcomer J.T. guy we had been listening to on the radio (AM radio) was pretty cool and since we were cool too, we pooled our money and bought it. We fancied ourselves as yet to be discovered rock stars, so when we got home we :
Listened to the record a gazillion times
Wrote all the lyrics down on paper with one writing and the other one picking up the needle every couple of seconds so the writer could catch up
Got our guitars and tried to figure out all the chords
Within a week, we were playing most or all of the songs with our guitars and our best future rock and roll style voices
Our parents never told us to quiet down, so they were either glad we weren’t fighting or enjoyed listening to us.
In future years, we repeated this over and over with dozens and dozens of records and albums. My Brother loves on the East Coast and I am in Chicago, but occasionally when we get together we pretend we are aging rock and rollers and sing at least one song off this album. I think we sound pretty good still…especially after a few brews.
I have decided to start using Plinky Prompt from time to time because my brain is on drugs and too foggy to think of topics on my own. Simply, Plinky sends out an idea or prompt as a suggestion for empty-headed bloggers like me. So, I am going to take advantage of their creativity.