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Premium Member Hi-brow Hi-tech Nicknames and Three Little Kittens with Low-tech Mittens

   
     Facebook?
       ~  Fake book

      Tik-Tok?
        ~  Shock Jock

       What’s App? 
         ~ Jockstrap*          

       Meta?
          ~ Greta!

      I-Pad?
          ~ Comrade

      Flash Drive
          ~ Bee Hive

        A.I?
          ~ Pig Sty

        IT?
          ~ Dead Sea

        TV?
           ~ Crappy!

        Smartphone?
           ~ Hand bone

         Laptop?
            ~ Sweatshop

  ~ For Low-Tech Lovers ~

         Slinky?
             ~ Dinky

         Play-dough?
             ~ Skid row

         Juke box?
             ~ Plaid socks          ~ Thanks, Buddy Holly... lol -- Crickets


        ___________________________
        *Are you kidding me, gw?
Form: Footle


Premium Member Melodies of Life

As we live each day trying to find out about life	
Questioning the misery and all the pain and strife
"Pilgrim on your journey you may travel far
Pilgrim it's a long way to find out who you are"
Sometimes it's hard to stay on the right track
You begin to believe you'll never get back
"All God's children get weary when they roam	
Don't it make you want to go home"
"Every day seems a little longer 
Every day love's a little stronger"
Now you pray That love will last forever
While Johnny Mathis sings about the "Twelfth of Never"
Now you've found the woman of your dreams
And all of the world is right it seems
She said that She will always be mine
"She's in love with me and I feel fine."


"Pilgrim" by Enya
"Don't It Make You Want to go Home" by Joe South
"Every Day" by Buddy Holly
"The Twelfth of Never" by Johnny Mathis
"I Feel Fine" by The Beatles
Form: Couplet

Premium Member A Blast From Radio's Past

The time at the chime is half past a dime
   Welcome to the Wolfman Jack Show
We play the golden oldies and even some mouldies 
   We'll spin the monster mash into trash -- now that's a smash

Heh, heh, boys and girls: Tonight we've got a star-studded cast
   Buddy Holly, Jerry LEE Lewis, Little R-r-r-r-r-r-r-Richard, and last
Put your palms together for, you guessed it, the Pick of the Pack
   The Cream of the Crop, Numero Uno and rising higher all the time --
      Ha, ha! One-eyed, One-horned Flyin' Purple People-Eater!
                                    Y E A H !



                                 June 29, 2020
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                             Sponsor: Brian Strand
Form: Rhyme

Dumbing Lesley Ann Down

(Lesley Ann Down was an actress in
the Golden Age of live TV drama.)

We live in an age of midgets.
There are no seers now, only lookers,
no values left, apart from digits.
Cash is the hook, and we’re all hookers,
no Carmen Joneses, only Bridgets.

Did you have to learn the equation
(“have to”? – what an odd suggestion!)
which represents acceleration?
It’s printed now, beside the question.
No gravity, just gravitation.

Subtitle writers, now, can’t spell,
and language teachers know no grammar.
When banks are hiring tellers, well,
in Alabaster, Alabama,
they sing aloud, “You Never Can Tell”.

Let’s get somewhat more sarcastic.
Our carpenters just never get wood.
Today our craftsmen just squirt mastic,
then, as any moron could, 
they clip on bits of precut plastic.

We’ve got police (I like this best!)
who, far from being Texas Rangers,
have never passed exams or tests,
and can’t, by law, face any dangers,
or run rash risks, like make arrests.

No Richard Rodgers, Buddy Holly,
no more Stoller (as in Lieber),
but ‘tis the season to be jolly –
after all, there’s Justin Bieber!
Hence, loathéd melancholy!
Form: Cinquain

Premium Member The Golden Age of Music

Thanks to Rockabilly being wed to R & B,
History changed drastically when Rock became mainstream.
Elvis crooned and moved his hips. Girls began to scream.

Goodness Gracious, Great Balls of Fire – sang out Jerry Lee.
Old folks didn't like to think that Rock was here to stay.
Little Richard, Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens: Color didn’t matter.
Drifting into Swinging 60’s, new styles had their day.
Even those who sang Folk Rock got a lot of chatter,
Not to mention Britain’s Beatles and the Rolling Stones.

A lot of singers made it big, at times inspiring clones.
Getting high on LSD went along with Psychedelic Rock.
Era-ending were performances at famed Woodstock.

Oh, how tragic was the loss of Hendrix, Joplin; Morrison too.
From then on, Rock kept changing as its fan base grew.

Memories I have as best are from the early Seventies.
Ubiquitous were bell bottoms, and you could still see hippies.
Singles of Kinks' "Lola," the Eagles' or 3 Dog Night's songs, and more
I’d go out and buy. I also liked some Soft Rock like Badfinger or Bread.
Colorful was my world. Then Disco came. The 70’s was dead!
Form: Acrostic


Music To My Ears

buddy holly oh boy could sing he penned lyrics fit for a king
elvis pelvis drew a crowd thats alright mama would be proud
johnny cash spent his time learning how to walk the line
and the beatles needed no help writing songs they felt about
the rolling stones still in action dealing out some satisfaction
the beegees knew how to leave ya with there saturday night fever
then the clash they want to know should you stay or should you go
because abbas hear and without a fuss they will sing to one of us
then the jacksons with there hair everyone knows they got to be there
as shawaddywaddy plays there stuff underneath the moon of love
the pistols there causing a seen down with society but god save the queen
now its all comming back to me filling my ears with a bohemian rhapsody
memories fading as you look back it could of been magic i guess your take that
Form: Rhyme

Magic Years

Those five magic years
From when friendship started
To, friendship still intact,
Life tracks widened and parted,
You off to Manchester
In pursuit of your degree
Me to a military life
And service in Germany.
In those five magic years 
We achieved so much
And through passing years
Always stayed in touch.

We discovered skiffle, had our own band, 
joys of country music,  the lifelong love of
Hank, saw Buddy Holly live, met so many 
of our heroes, Lonnie, Sonny and Brownie, 
Rambling Jack,  chased the same girls, 
the pleasure from a pint of beer,  grew to a 
stage where we both needed change from
days in humdrum office life and chose our 
different paths.

And so those years ended
Our common experiences gone
But through subsequent life
That friendship carried on.
I am so sad now dementia
Is destroying you, old friend,
Understand  you don’t want
Me to  see your tragic end.
I think of you so much,
Often through a film of tears,
Recalling all the joys of
Those first  five magic years.
Form: Rhyme

Innocent Times

My memory flashes back
to innocent times long since gone.
those hot nights parked at lover's lane
wolfman jack playing my favorite songs.
it seems like just yesterday
when Peggy Sue was by my side
I was hoping to get to second base
but she just wanted to go for a ride. 
 
I remember my palms starting to sweat
and the windows getting a bit steamy
I told her Buddy Holly wrote a song about you
but she didn't believe me.
so, I pulled Peggy Sue closer
and we started kissing once again
but time was of the essence
her dad wanted her home by ten.
she smiled sweetly
and gently placed her hands upon my face
she looked at me and said I was a swell guy
but this is not the time nor the place.
so, I gave her a peck on the cheek
and told her not to worry
we can take things nice and slow
I'm not in any hurry.

so, I drove her home and kissed her goodnight
but now what was I supposed to do
that's when I drove to the nearest payphone
dropped in a dime 
and called up runaround Sue!
© Kurt Kohls  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

Premium Member Gibson's Gals

Kalamazoo kids went off to war
leaving giddy gals to go forward in fractured
factories ~from music to munitions
gay guitars would wait until battered boys
came hurriedly home...

or would they wait?

The thought was there but Gibson's gals 
did not care for world war and behind 
the building's walls would give guitars 
attuned attention; first making munitions 
then manufacturing those magical music guitars.

The Gibson Factory in Kalamazoo, Michigan is known for its iconic guitars... During World War II, many of Gibson’s competitors had switched to munition-making in an effort to support the war at home. Gibson followed suit—on the surface, at least. While it did hire more women than any other guitar-turned-munitions manufacturer, these women weren’t just making bullets—they were also making guitars. Specifically, the Kalamazoo Gals made Gibson’s Banner line of guitars, which were later used by musicians like Buddy Holly and Woody Guthrie. ~Atlas Obscura

Premium Member Celebrity Commonness

What sad fate does all of these celebrities likely have in common?

Aaliyah
Aaron Hernandez
Abraham Lincoln
Amy Winehouse
Anna Nicole Smith
Bob Marley
Brandon Lee
Brittany Murphy
Bruce Lee
Buddy Holly
Christopher Wallace - Notorious B.I.G.
Elvis Presley
Frank Zappa
George Washington
Gianni Versace
Grace Kelly
Heath Ledger
Jeffrey Epstein
Jim Morrison
Jimi Hendrix
Joan Rivers
John F. Kennedy
John F. Kennedy, Jr.
John Lennon
John Todd
King Leopold II of Austria
Kobe Bryant
Kurt Cobain
Lee Harvey Oswald
Lou Reed
Malcolm X
Marilyn Monroe
Martin Luther King Jr
Michael Jackson
Otis Redding
Paul Walker
Pope John Paul I
Prince
Princess Diana
Ritchie Valens
Robert F. Kennedy
Robin Williams
Sam Cooke
Seth Rich
Stanley Kubrick
The Big Bopper
Tupac Shakur
Vince Foster
Whitney Houston
XXXTentacion
Form: List

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