Happy high tea time.
Black Water by the Doobie Brothers was a billboard #1 hit in 1975. I know cause I was around back then, saw them twice at the West Palm Beach Civic Auditorium. The air was so thick with pot smoke you could cut it with a knife. Mom clocked me for smoking weed. Cause she had to drive me there and pick me up, and smelled it on me.
The Doobie Brothers are from San Jose, California, and performed for the Hell’s Angels regularly before breaking out nationally.
This song has roots in the Delta Blues of New Orleans.
Were you here then? But even if you weren’t, what is your favorite song from 1975? Leave a comment below.
My spies tell me everyone who is anyone was at the rickety old Victoria Theater that night for this not to be missed occasion.
I was researching for my “Thailand Calling Dispatch” newsletter, and came across this gem on urban thesaurus: procrastitute. It’s defined as someone who goes out and hires a prostitute or two instead of completing their report, job, homework, chores, etc. I love it! Being the diligent journalist I am, I had to confirm with at least one other credible source. This is what came near the top of Google search, but below urban thesaurus. Not exactly the same, but I love it even more.
Procrastitute’s level of procrastitution: 4 hours wasted (so far.)
Work left to complete: Entire methods essay.
Time left to complete it: Until 2:30 pm tomorrow.
I’ve got time to do that. Later.
I’m not sure why I haven’t begun this blog before.
That’s a lie. We all know why I haven’t begun this blog before. Because i’m the PROCRASTITUTE.
or the Procrastiqueen? Hmm… I can’t decide which one I like better.
I’m sure someone else has a blog about procrastinating. Actually, I’m sure there are more than a few procrastination station blogs floating around the interweb.
However… this one is mine.
Why create another procrastiblog when there are thousands circulating?
Because, obviously, I’m procrastinating. So here’s the real question:
Why should YOU read THIS procrastitivity?
Let’s be honest, the procrastipuns are PROCRASTILIARIOUS.
If you keep reading, I promise I’ll stop with that.
Mostly, this blog will be fantastic because I…
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“Soul singer Joe Tex encouraged her to leave the American South and pursue her musical career, so she began playing gigs in Boston, Montreal and eventually Toronto. It was in the latter city, which had a budding R&B scene in the Sixties, that she found her audience. Shane packed nightclubs in Toronto in the 1960s and appeared on local music TV show Night Train. “Jackie was a revelation,” music journalist Rob Bowman said. “Quite quickly the black audience in Toronto embraced her. Within a couple of years, Jackie’s audiences were 50-50 white and black.”
Best enjoyed with a euphoric, giddy, giggly sativa.