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Tuesday, October 17, 2017

Drive My Car to the Car Wash

Just don’t
strip the gears…

Monday, October 16, 2017

A Randy Segue

I think
Randy was talking about a PBR Tall Boy…

Sunday, October 15, 2017

Maybe I'm Amazed That I've Seen That Movie Too

Haven’t I
seen this movie before?

Saturday, October 14, 2017

Never Been in Love More Than Yesterday

I want to be
everything that I can…

Friday, October 13, 2017

I've Found Someone of My Own To Drive Me Crazy

found somebody… offsetting penalties…

Thursday, October 12, 2017

Once You Get Started You've Got Me Hummin'

Zoom, zoom…

Wednesday, October 11, 2017

I Only Have Eyes For You Forever

years.  Who knew?  They said it would never last…

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Cupid All Over

flying all over the place…

Monday, October 9, 2017

Mr. Blue Sky Visits MacArthur Park

And I’ll
never have that recipe again…

Sunday, October 8, 2017

Don't Get Hooked on a Love Jones

gonna hurry me…

Saturday, October 7, 2017

Son of a Preacher Will Give You Something To Talk About

Takin' time
to make time…

Friday, October 6, 2017

Still Young and Living in Bump City

The joint be

Thursday, October 5, 2017

He'll Have To Go and He Knows It

A genuine
blast from the past…

Wednesday, October 4, 2017

God Only Knows Ain't No Woman Like That

You never
need to doubt it…

Tuesday, October 3, 2017

Who the Hell Wants to Be Lonely?

I'm tired of
being all wrapped up late at night…

Monday, October 2, 2017

Rock the Blues But Not The Boat

I sailed
away on that little boat to heaven…

Sunday, October 1, 2017

Expressway to Nobody But You Baby

There could
be a traffic jam here…

Saturday, September 30, 2017

It Must Be Love 'Cause It's Deep

Disco this
way, Disco that way…

Friday, September 29, 2017

I Ran and Wished

I see the world go rollin' by my windowpane....

Thursday, September 28, 2017

Everyday With You Girl is Dizzy

My head is

Wednesday, September 27, 2017

Roundabout on the Ventura Highway

Maybe they
were talking about the 405…

Tuesday, September 26, 2017

Have a Good Time and Take Me Away

“it’s better
than bonded… here, try it…”

Monday, September 25, 2017

At That House You Can Get It Anyway You Want It

They take
all major credit cards…

Sunday, September 24, 2017

Louisiana 1927 to Vienna But Not the Sausage

Take the
phone off the hook and disappear for awhile…

Saturday, September 23, 2017

Draggin' the Line with Blind Science

It's poetry
in motion…

Friday, September 22, 2017

Isn't It the Weekend Somewhere?

Brought to
you by Bud and Bud Light, Coors and Coors Light, Miller and Miller Lite and…

Thursday, September 21, 2017

I Do My Best Work at Night When People Gotta Move

You can get
a lot done at night…

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Hang On To Your Life in the Crossfire

Hang on,
here we go….

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

Into the Night Up Hip Street

longer, better….

Monday, September 18, 2017

Buy This Car

Just look at all the features....

Sunday, September 17, 2017

I Believe I Can Fly 'Cause God Is Taking Care of Me

Let it all

Saturday, September 16, 2017

A Couple of Gregs and Some Bad Men

Think about
where you change horses…

Friday, September 15, 2017

Apparently You Can't Fight The Funk After All

Embrace the
funk, don’t fight it…

Thursday, September 14, 2017

Lowdown Back Up

The country
I was brought up in fell apart and died…

Wednesday, September 13, 2017

The Things We Do For Love in Itchycoo Park

You lay your
bets and then you pay the price…

Tuesday, September 12, 2017

Take Me On You Obsession

learning that life is OK…

Monday, September 11, 2017

Summer Highland Falls From Inside My Car

Now we are forced to recognize our inhumanity...

Sunday, September 10, 2017

To the Morning Comes a Mystic Traveler

Like a high
powered express train he passed by us and then was gone…

Saturday, September 9, 2017

Red Red Wine Spilled

I hear club
soda will help get out the stain….

Friday, September 8, 2017

No matter what with all the digital clutter out there now, P&G wanted the reach of terrestrial radio....

Walk This Way For the Kommisar

This is not
a part of the ongoing Russian investigation….

Thursday, September 7, 2017

The latest collaboration with INFLUENTIA

Up on Cripple Creek For Brother Bill's Funeral

The original
Spike Jones on the Box…

Wednesday, September 6, 2017

Take Me To The Pilot on Drugs

It’s never, never,
never for certain…

Tuesday, September 5, 2017

Sing A Song About Funky Chickens

Sing a song,
it'll make your day…

Monday, September 4, 2017

Yours Is No Disgrace When You Make a Promise

Silly human

Sunday, September 3, 2017

A Song For You and Billie Jo

remember to wipe your feet…

Saturday, September 2, 2017

After the Lovin' That's The Answer

Tell me, is
it worth just another try?

Friday, September 1, 2017

Flash Bazbo, Space Explorer, Has To Go Urgently

A single
human spark barreling beyond the barriers of space and time…

Thursday, August 31, 2017

I'd Love to Change The World But I'm So Sad

Life is
funny, skies are sunny...

Wednesday, August 30, 2017

It's Only Love Or Is That a Magnet In Your Pocket?

I found out only the best will do...

Tuesday, August 29, 2017

Intro Into Can't Hide Love From Amadeaus

Ah, I know
the truth and so do you…

Monday, August 28, 2017

Bodhisattva's Showdown

Looks like
we're ridin' on the same train…

Sunday, August 27, 2017

Don't Take My Heaven, Don't Break Away

It's not the
sun you're trying to find…

Saturday, August 26, 2017

Breathe Free

freely and ship Ross Neely…

Friday, August 25, 2017

Had I Known You Better Then I'd Love You Better Now

We walked a
lot of tightropes together…

Thursday, August 24, 2017

You See That?

Wednesday, August 23, 2017

More Power

The East Bay Kings of Soul...

Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Arrested For Driving With My True Fine Love

Wild turkeys
can fly you know…

Monday, August 21, 2017


“Ladies and gentlemen, you are such a wonderful crowd, we’d like to
play a little tune for you.”

Sunday, August 20, 2017

You Can't Always Get What You're Wondering About

You get what you need...

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Everything is Better The Second Around But Lunch

Let's do it one more time

Friday, August 18, 2017

Hook 'Em

There's a place outside of Austin, TX...

Thursday, August 17, 2017

Little Piece of Dixie With Some Beer Drinkers Raisin' Hell

The crowd gets loud when the band gets right...

Wednesday, August 16, 2017

Ain't Whistlin' Dixie For the Country Life

I just need to be some place where I can move around...

Tuesday, August 15, 2017

Here's Your Country Song

Alan always wanted
to hear some George…

Monday, August 14, 2017

Why Can't We Be Friends in Low Places

I was the last one you thought you’d see here…

Friday, August 11, 2017

Baby, Now That I've Found You I Need To Start Thinking

Better think about it...

Thursday, August 10, 2017

Baby Loves The Radio While Riding the Go Go Train

Baby is hooked on the radio...

Wednesday, August 9, 2017

Baby, Hold On For a Minute or Two

Be ready in just a minute...

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Art For Art's Sake Before The Thunder Storm

Gimme five million before I get old...

Monday, August 7, 2017

Hot and Nasty All Over

You got to do it with the feelin'

Sunday, August 6, 2017

Blue Sky For My Baby Leaving on the Katy

Good old Sunday morning...

Saturday, August 5, 2017

Stayin' Alive No Diggity

But the NYT is just a fish wrapper...

Friday, August 4, 2017

Too Late For Goodbyes, Let's Start Over

All in the family...

Thursday, August 3, 2017

Tightrope Is Breaking My Heart

Somebody threw me down a line...

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Glad All Over For Being a Traveler In Time

Just breezing through time...

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Even The Jealous Kind Have to Kiss and Say Goodbye

How you can't forget before we met those were the good ol' days...

Monday, July 31, 2017

Who Is Suing Who?

But when you "borrow" from yourself...

Sunday, July 30, 2017

You Don't Know Me But I'd Like to Know You

I'm Not Going to Live by Their Rules Anymore

Saturday, July 29, 2017

What Do They Mean By This?

And they're not with us anymore...

Friday, July 28, 2017

Morning Show Madness

Morning Show Madness

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Moonlight Cocktail with Honey

Just make sure you awake in the morning...

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Theater of the Mind Time...

Tighten Up to the Suicide Soul

Bad taste is timeless...

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

RIP Performance

It's another part of life...

Monday, July 24, 2017


Well, this is different...

Sunday, July 23, 2017

People Are Strange in a Strange Land

But aren't we all strange?

People Are Strange in a Strange Land

But aren't we all strange?

Saturday, July 22, 2017

Save The Planet or Keep on Truckin'

Well, which will it be?

Friday, July 21, 2017

Hot n' Nasty Rider

It's already hot today...

Thursday, July 20, 2017

Your Is No Disgrace So Hold You Head Up

Face 'em head on...

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

One Track Mind and Rolling Stones

Always right on time...

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

This Old Radio is Dancing

You can't kill it...

Monday, July 17, 2017

Is It You or Am I Hooked on a Feeling

Well which one of us is it?

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Cool Magic and Stuff

Which hand is it in?

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Black Hearted Woman Don't Be Cruel

They all the left the building...

Friday, July 14, 2017

I Know I've Got News For You

Everybody knows something...

Thursday, July 13, 2017

That's A Lot of Who's

So who is who?

Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Moonlight Feel Right, Feels So Good

Really feels right...

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

The Signs Are Everywhere

The signs are all around us...

Monday, July 10, 2017

Jonesing Over Grits Ain't Groceries

Could go for some cheese grits right about now....

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Sweet Home Alabama With a Vengeance

Perhaps Southern Man really doesn't need him around...

Friday, July 7, 2017

Wake Up Sunshine, Sunshine

Rise and shine!

Thursday, July 6, 2017

Skinning It Back 'Cause You're No Good

Ah, the Seventies....

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

These Days Are For the Dogs

Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Victory at Last

Happy Fourth!

Thursday, April 13, 2017

America's Survival

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Sitting In the Backseat of My Car With the Dashboard Light On

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

All I Need is a Miracle or a Gemini Dream

Monday, April 10, 2017

Love My New Sensations

Sunday, April 9, 2017

As Surely As I Stand Here I Want You Back

Saturday, April 8, 2017

Gimme 3 Steps on My Good Foot

Friday, April 7, 2017

Catch the Ball, Hit the Ball

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Raw Drums Can Fly

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Go Down Gambling to Vegas

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Bohemian Spam

Monday, April 3, 2017

Ballad of Dwight Fry and Sweet Lorraine

Sunday, April 2, 2017

What A Wonderfully Beautiful World

Saturday, April 1, 2017

Cross Eyed Mary Visits the Noodle Factory

Friday, March 31, 2017

Don't Show Andy The Centerfold

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Yah Mo Be Caught Up in You

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Grandmaster Birthday Segue

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Feelin' Alright Forever

Monday, March 27, 2017

Get On Up and Off of That Thang

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Father Can You Hear Me in Color?

Saturday, March 25, 2017

Billy Don't Be a Hero and Stop Remaking This Song

Friday, March 24, 2017

The Groove Kings

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Everybody Needs Somebody To Love Over and Over

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

I Can't Get Next To Sweetie Pie

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Na Na Hey Hey It's the Rubberband Man

Monday, March 20, 2017

Daybreaker on the Pan Am Highway

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Come Down in Time To One Summer Dream

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Had I Know Your Saving Grace Better Then

Friday, March 17, 2017

Cities on Flame With Raging Rivers of Fear

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Right Place, Wrong Time For a Shining Star

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Jessica's Ocean Breakup

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Light Up Or Leave Me Alone Until You See the Light

Monday, March 13, 2017

Good Morning Music To Listen To

Sunday, March 12, 2017

South City Midnight Lady Going On and On

Saturday, March 11, 2017

Hang On Sloopy, Don't Jump Into the Fire

Friday, March 10, 2017

The Nightclub Ain't Stoppin' Us Now

Thursday, March 9, 2017

I Know I'm Losing You All Over the Place

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

The Rapper Can't Get Next To You

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Someone To Lay Down Beside Us

Monday, March 6, 2017

Hey Baby All You Ever Do is Bring Me Down

Sunday, March 5, 2017

The Fez Stepping It Up

Superwoman Zippity Doo Dahing Along

Friday, March 3, 2017

Bang the Drum All Day to the Ballgame

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Prelude to Katmandu

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Usta Be My Girl At Night

Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Hold Your Head Up X2

Monday, February 27, 2017

Celebrity Segue

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Bohemians Rhapsodizing About NYC

Saturday, February 25, 2017

It's Not Unusual To Cop a Song

Friday, February 24, 2017

Yes, Not Yes

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Take Me On Good Two Shoes

Wednesday, February 22, 2017

Don't Quit Your Day Job and Don't Call Us

Blind Eye's Blue Money

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Wrong, So Wrong

Monday, February 20, 2017

Where We Going

Sunday, February 19, 2017

It's Only a Paper Moon With a Pencil Thin Mustache

Saturday, February 18, 2017

Jump. Jump. Jump

Friday, February 17, 2017

I'm the Greatest and I'm Free

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Backseat of My Car With The Dashboard Light On

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

This Is How It All Begins...

(C) Copyright 2010,2016 Dain L. Schult - due to the positive responses I've received so far, and thank you by the way, I decided to post another chapter of this manuscript I've been writing - a historical novel where Southern, baseball and railroad history all converge into the odyssey one young boy experiences through to old age.  
Introduction to Hinky
“Now if you think I'm happy down there You’re on the right track,
And you ain't just whistling Dixie
You ain't just slapping your knee I'm a grandson of the Southland, boys,
An heir to the Confederacy”
“You Ain’t Just Whistling Dixie” by The Bellamy Brothers
Nothing, and I mean nothing, beats Southern heat and humidity as a humbling experience. It reaches out and grabs you with a tender ferocity you cannot fully appreciate until whatever clothes you’re wearing have begun to glue themselves to you with the complete assurance that you will now fully appreciate just how powerful the sun can be. As that power radiated off the ground and back up on Hinky for another round, as he meandered down the path to the creek, he was trying to rid himself of his soggy cloth prison to reach a more natural position in life – buck naked.
Hinky was in his element as a young man of the times, a veritable king of all he surveyed in the woods before him. The creek beckoned as an immediate respite to his current stickiness, an oasis of liquid privacy, of cool retreat. In the seclusion of the woods, he and the creek would join together in naturalism, serene in the knowledge that no intruders would witness the event.
So who was Hinky?
James Allen Johnson, a name offered up to honor ancestors, had fallen upon Hinky’s shoulders and slipped on down into position on school registration rolls but little where else. Could have been Dinky or Stinky, but it turned out to be Hinky and that, in itself, was a mystery. Perhaps as a young buck later, that moniker would disappear, to be supplanted by Jimmy Johnson to later show up in the obituaries as J.A. Johnson, but for right now, Hinky was in his element.
Northwest Georgia in the summer of 1908 had the same weather-beaten look as if the Yankees were still in the neighborhood causing mischief. Forty-four years after all the fighting on the way to Atlanta and nothing had changed to tame the weather or much of the landscape. The hardscrabble existence of life, after the Yankees and the Rebs had left the playing field, continued on lo these many years later.
The richness of the soil, the life-giving element of the firmaments, had already been robbed by King Cotton and there was erosion everywhere you looked – not just in the soil itself, but in the souls of the people who tried to make the soil do what it had done decades before. Only the returns grew more meager with each planting. The color was sucked out of everything, as if life was revolving in a sepia toned world devoid of spice, creativity or excitement.
Hinky’s parents rarely smiled. Hinky wasn’t supposed to be here. He was a surprise to everyone including himself. Baby of the family, due for spoiling in better future times, he arrived too late for much love now. His parent’s love had been robbed in the past by the cruelty of diseases for which no money was available to cure nor for which a cure was then available had the money been available. When your earliest memories are of hearing about most of your older brothers and sisters succumbing to scarlet fever and the like, Death becomes a playmate that keeps score. Expectations are lowered. You won’t be considered the Great White Hope of the family – the first to break through to an educated future where locked doors of opportunity swing open with a simple push. If you survive to adulthood and can help out on the farm, that is enough.
The trouble for Hinky was that he was the one who wanted to push on those doors just the same.
And Hinky had contracted a fever himself – one that was all consuming and but non fulfilling just yet – a love for baseball complete with the childhood dream of playing it forever as a big league player. He cadged newspapers whenever and wherever he could eagerly seek out the sports pages where he could disappear into the crowds cheering on the star players of that age…Cy Young, Christy Mathewson and a hulking left-handed hurler by the name of “Rube” Waddell.
Hinky fancied himself as a pitcher. He imitated the wind-up of pitchers the best he could. Playing baseball at his age was condition challenged. No playing field beckoned other than a pasture that was relatively clear of cow patties. None of his buddies could afford real baseball gear any more than Hinky could. So the game they played relied as much on imagination as it did on any skill or facility. Bats were most often sticks. Balls were sometimes rubber, sometimes leather, sometimes rocks with some cloth and tape applied as if that would make it more presentable.
Visions of winning the big game in front of an adoring crowd floated over Hinky like the creek water that was flowing over him in his rustic temperature alteration position. He lay back and let the cooling liquid carry him off of the field and into the dugout of his mind. Suddenly the cheering crowd he heard turned to the crunching, grinding sound of worn boots methodically crashing through the underbrush. Which brings us to Hinky’s daddy. 

It's Only and Ain't Nothing To Me

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love Me Like You Used To In My Dreams

Monday, February 13, 2017

Mama Told Me Not to Have a Real Good Time

Sunday, February 12, 2017

Black Velvet Haunts You in the Dark

Saturday, February 11, 2017

So Happy Together With Crystal Blue Persuasion

Friday, February 10, 2017

Stealin' From White Punks on Dope

Thursday, February 9, 2017

Casey Jones on LSD

Wednesday, February 8, 2017

Sliver, Blue and Gold Lighting Up

Songs About GET Strategy

Tuesday, February 7, 2017

Bubblegum Forever

Monday, February 6, 2017

A Better Place To Be For Melissa

Sunday, February 5, 2017

Beer Drinkers and Hell Raisers With Their Red Solo Cups

Saturday, February 4, 2017

The Fool's Thrill is Gone

Friday, February 3, 2017

Peter Gunn Turns To Stone

Thursday, February 2, 2017

Battle of the Free Rides

Wednesday, February 1, 2017

Running Back to Saskatoon for The Ride

Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Stranger in a Strange Land in All That You Dream

Monday, January 30, 2017

Headlight on the Social Aid and Pleasure Club

Sunday, January 29, 2017

Angela on a Natural High

Saturday, January 28, 2017

Freak Flag Fly on Up

Friday, January 27, 2017

Heart of Mine X2

Thursday, January 26, 2017

RIP Butch Trucks

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Rock Making Love