You Give Me Fever   Leave a comment

LittleWillieJohnTheELittle Willie John — Google Image

In a previous posting, “Ending Up Down At Nick’s Cafe — Remembering Those Hot Sexy Nights,” Robbie Robertson says:

“Take a picture of this
The fields are empty, abandoned ’59 Chevy
Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
Yeah, that’s when time stood still”

I’m old enough to remember listening to Little Willie John, and my dad my dad had a 1959 Chevy Impala two-door hardtop, but I was not so lucky to be laying in the back seat. 

If people recognize the song “Fever,” they are probably aware of Peggy Lee’s version. Take a listen to the original, then by one of favorite blues musicians, Buddy Guy.

kenne

Fever

You never know how much I love ya
Never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me
I get a feelin’ that’s so hard to bear
You give me fever

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin’
An’ fever all through the night

Listen to me, baby
Hear ev’ry word I say
No one could love you the way I do
‘Cause they don’t know how to love you my way
You give me fever

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin’
An’ fever all through the night

Bless my soul, I love you
Take this heart away
Take these arms I’ll never use
An’ just believe in what my lips have to say
You give me fever

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin’
Fever all through the night

Sun lights up the daytime
Moon lights up the night
My eyes light up when you call my name
‘Cause I know you’re gonna treat me right
You give me fever

When you kiss me
Fever when you hold me tight
Fever (fever, burn through) in the mornin’
An’ fever all through the night

Umm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mm
Umm-umm-umm-um-um
Umm-mmm-mmm-mm-mmm-mm
Umm-umm-umm-um-um.
~

– Little Willie John

Sunset In The Desert — Life Is Good!   1 comment

November Sunset (1 of 1) blogSunset In The Desert, November 22, 2014 — Image by kenne

Daily reminders

Why life is so beautiful,

True sense of wonder,

– kenne

 

Ending Up Down At Nick’s Cafe — Remembering Those Hot Sexy Nights   3 comments

robbie_guild_2000_shadowRobbie Robertson — Google Image

Having spent many a hot night in the southeast Texas bayou country, this Robbie Robertson song from the late 1980′s was one we love listening to — sexy and hot! This is one song that could be my anthem — “Look for me somewhere down that crazy river.”

kenne

Somewhere Down The Crazy River

Yeah, I can see it now
The distant red neon shivered in the heat
I was feeling like a stranger in a strange land
You know where people play games with the night
God, it was too hot to sleep

I followed the sound of a jukebox coming from a levee
All of a sudden I could hear somebody whistling from right behind me
I turned around and she said
“Why do you always end up down at Nick’s Cafe?”
I said, “I don’t know, the wind just kind of pushed me this way”
She said, “Hang the rich”

Catch the blue train
To places never been before
Look for me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)
Catch the blue train
All the way to Kokomo
You can find me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)

Take a picture of this
The fields are empty, abandoned ’59 Chevy
Laying in the back seat listening to Little Willie John
Yeah, that’s when time stood still
You know, I think I’m gonna go down to Madam X
And let her read my mind
She said, “That voodoo stuff don’t do nothing for me”

I’m a man with a clear destination
I’m a man with a broad imagination
You fog the mind, you stir the soul
I can’t find, no control

Catch the blue train
To places never been before
Look for me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)
Catch the blue train
All the way to Kokomo
You can find me
Somewhere down the crazy river
(Somewhere down the crazy river)

Wait, did you hear that
Oh, this is sure stirring up some ghosts for me
She said, “There’s one thing you’ve got to learn
Is not to be afraid of it”
I said, “No, I like it, I like it, it’s good”
She said, “You like it now
But you’ll learn to love it later”

I been spellbound falling in trances
I been spellbound falling in trances
You give me shivers, chills and fever
You give me shivers
You give me shivers
I been spellbound, I been spellbound
I been spellbound somewhere down the crazy river
Somewhere down the crazy river

– Robbie Robertson

 

Capturing The Moment — Leaves On A Log   Leave a comment

Bear Wallow  Leaves(1 of 1)-18_blogLeaves On A Log — Image by kenne

Leaves fall on a log

Adding color to its brown

Soon to be brown too.

– kenne

 

“Nature Has No Need Of Fortune”   Leave a comment

Cholla (1 of 1) A B-W Day blogJust A Black & White Day In The Canyon — Image by kenne

“We are great fools.  He has spent his life in idleness,” we say;
“I have done nothing today.”
What, have you not lived?
That is not only the fundamental but the most illustrious of your occupations.
“If I had been placed in a position to manage great affairs,
I would have shown what I could do.”
Have you been able to think out and manage your own life?
You have done the GREATEST TASK OF ALL.
To show and exploit her resources Nature has no need of fortune;
she shows herself equally on all levels and behind a curtain as well as without one.
To compose our character is our duty,
NOT TO COMPOSE BOOKS,
AND TO WIN,
NOT BATTLES AND PROVINCES,
BUT ORDER AND TRANQUILITY IN OUR CONDUCT.
Our great and glorious masterpiece is to live appropriately.
ALL OTHER THINGS,
ruling,  hoarding, building,  are only little appendages and props, AT MOST.”

– from the essay, Of Experience by Michel de Montaigne

Walk Into My World   2 comments

Bear Wallow (1 of 1)-11-2_art blog“Walk Into My World” — Computer Painting by kenne

Continue to digest the emptiness.

The wise say all things are 
connected in the Universe,
And remain so through out time
Continue to digest the emptiness.

The foolish create aliens 
from the unknown
 “See the dragon in my garage.”
Continue to digest the emptiness.

Still trying to understand the message 
in our fleeing experience
we seek to be identical with the stable.
Continue to digest the emptiness.

Our impermanent passing experience 
is where knowledge exist
by not minimizing the significance of the whole
Continue to digest the emptiness.

Nothing can be retained
Even knowledge, like the fruit of the tree 
decays as soon as it is ripe
Continue to digest the emptiness.

As gatekeepers to all things connected
By opening the gates to experience
We learn to love and care for others 
Continue to digest the emptiness.

Seek not to ripen on the tree of knowledge
for knowledge that is “crystal-clear” 
only decays when ripe
Continue to digest the emptiness.

To stop connecting is to 
Is to see the fruit as a constant red
Let the shade is constantly changing
Continue to digest the emptiness.

Because we may lack the realization
Should stop us from crawling 
with the “struggling ant.”
Continue to digest the emptiness.

As our reality is narrowed
Our ability to connect 
Creating meaning and value is diminished
Continue to digest the emptiness.

kenne

Go Back To The Future Rather Than Forward To The Past   Leave a comment

Ground Squirrel_20110309_1761 blogGround Squirrel — Image by kenne

“At some point,

perhaps within my lifetime,

the American West

will go back to the future

rather than forward to the past.” 

– from Cadillac Desert, by Marc Reisner

 

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