My songs of place, because I don't think we are ever going to meet to discuss.... PSYCHE!!! No more dilly dallying and let's do this thing. First choice, Thursday September 11th; second choice Thursday September 18th. A late summer evening in Pat and Deb's backyard, a fire to take the chill off, the thrilling thump of our our songs playing (wait, that might be my heartbeat thrilling at a much delayed Music Club meeting). Next up, the pathetic sight of Deb begging, please don't make me beg!
I'm Still In Hollywood, Say Goodbye To Hollywood, Hollywood Nights
ReplyDeleteHooray! I hate choices, but hate no choices more.
I choose the 18th. Not because it's later, but because I can actually make that. I chose my place songs ages ago, but haven't listened to them in slightly less ages.
I can't wait to see you all. Welcome home.
18th, in. See you soon.
ReplyDelete18th works for me too!
ReplyDeleteI hope I recognize everyone. WAIT, I'm seeing y'll on Saturday. maybe we can have a private MC toast?
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ReplyDeleteTomorrow is yes, yes?
ReplyDeleteShe Came In Through The Bathroom Window - The Beatles
Mirror In The Bathroom - The English Beat
Bathroom Laughter - Pissed Jeans
Tomorrow is yes. Don't forget the Quest bars.
ReplyDeleteLocation, Location, Location
ReplyDeleteYowsah, Yowsah, Yowsah
Trips to Phillie, Boston, Seattle, Nowhere, a brief little (but also looong) detour into the disco, and then finally back in Seattle again. Sorry we all couldn’t be there, here, and everywhere. But you know what they say.
We should do alcohol next. That is what they say.