surf guitar

 

Dear Listener,

I have a nice version here, a kind of surfed up, rockabilly Lust for Life.  It think it is just grand; I hope you do, too.  It's your song for the day!

a cuppa

 

Cup of Coffee, `961, Wayne Thiebaud.

Dear Mary-jane/anne/jo/ellen/belle/kate/lou/beth/lynn,

Do y'all have a coffee name?  A name you give when the human behind the counter says "what name shall I call?"  It's a fine thing to try on a different name in these formal situations that are calling for familiarity that has not been established.  Take it from me; because where else would you possibly turn for advice in our e-etiquette world?  That, friends, is a real lol, but you know that, my savvy internet-connected reader!

Giving a not-usual name requires close attention; if you don't listen for all the names, you might not recognize your pseudonym.  And, yes, I like that too; having to stay engaged with all the hub bub around me in line.  I really love the moment when I pick up the paper cup or bag or box, and my coffee name is written on it!  I have an otherworldly disconnect:  how can this be mine??  But, you know, everything was made for you and me!

I used Sharon for a time- not sure why; I think it was because I thought I could 'get away with it.'  Now I know, because I am wiser, that it isn't about getting away with it; it is about enjoyment.  So when you hear Annabelle called, that cortado is mine!

PS  Are you the one, the Super-Curious?  Who wants to know why Annabelle/Anabel/Annabel/Anabelle?  Because Freaky Friday.

Tonight.

Dear Friends of the Music,

Here we have our song for today, sung by Iggy Pop with backing by David Bowie.  And here, is another version, sung by David Bowie duetting with Tina Turner (I know; we are not worthy).  If you call me right now, I won't be able to answer, because I will be playing this on Old Blue, my not very old at all green guitar.



PS
A dance mix, too, if you can dig it.