On Writing: Isaac Bashevis Singer

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The Analects of Mudcat: Accuracy

“Why do you hold me to a higher standard than the weatherman?”

~M.T. Bass***

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Dr Bob Moog demonstrates the Minimoog

Clear and Present Dangers……Mitch Albom

“When you are measuring life, you are not living it.”

― Mitch Albom

Elton John – Your Song (1970) Live on BBC TV – HQ

It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside
I’m not one of those who can easily hide
I don’t have much money, but boy if I did
I’d buy a big house where we both could live

If I was a sculptor, but then again, no
Or a man who makes potions in a traveling show
I know it’s not much, but it’s the best I can do
My gift is my song, and this one’s for you

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple, but now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss
Well, a few of the verses, well, they’ve got me quite cross
But the sun’s been quite kind while I wrote this song
It’s for people like you that keep it turned on

So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do
You see I’ve forgotten if they’re green or they’re blue
Anyway the thing is what I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I’ve ever seen

And you can tell everybody this is your song
It may be quite simple, but now that it’s done
I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

I hope you don’t mind, I hope you don’t mind that I put down in words
How wonderful life is while you’re in the world

Clear and Present Dangers……Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

“There are always some lunatics about. It would be a dull world without them.” 

― Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

 

Isley Brothers – Who’s That Lady ( live)

Who’s that lady? Who’s that lady?
Beautiful lady, who’s that lady?
Lovely lady, who’s that lady?
Real fine lady, who’s that lady?

Hear me callin’ out to you
‘Cause it’s all that I can do
Your eyes tell me to pursue
But you say look yeah but don’t touch, baby
Nah, nah, nah don’t touch

Who’s that lady? Who’s that lady?
Sexy lady, who’s that lady?
Beautiful lady, who’s that lady?
Real fine lady, who’s that lady?

I would dance upon a string
Any gift she’d wanna bring
I would give her anything
If she would just do what I say
Come ’round my way baby, shine my way

Who’s that lady? Who’s that lady?
Beautiful lady, who’s that lady?
Lovely lady, who’s that lady?
Real fine lady, who’s that lady?

I would love to take her home
But her heart is made of stone
I would keep on keepin’ on
If I don’t she’ll do me wrong
Do me wrong, yeah

Clear and Present Dangers……Plato

“A house that has a library in it has a soul.” 

― Plato