The Greatest Depression

March 24, 2017


Holy Trinity Ukrainian Orthodox Metropolitan Cathedral (how’s that for a name) on the Main here in town.

The rise and fall of the roamin’ empire.

Here’s an idea…how ’bout spending our billions of tax dollars earmarked for war toys and war in foreign countries on more important things such as…I dunno…maybe drinking water for hundreds of communities in our own land. Yeah. That’d be a start.

No money to be made from that you say? That’s a bloody shame.

So, Christians…remember the story of  Jesus getting angry at the ‘den of thieves’ for counting money on tables in the house of god? He loses it in a rare display of ‘uncontrolled’ anger. He turns the tables. He scolds them. But they still do it today.

And who could forget Plato’s Atlantis who’s people pissed off the gods and slowly sunk into the sea, taking their world to unforeseen depths. Sad.


This was one of the first songs I learned to play….C,D,F,C,G.

Atlantis – Donovan

Kitchen Party

March 23, 2017


From Tourisme Nouveau Brunswick…one of my favourite places and things to do…kitchen party in Fundy NP


Had to make some adjustments on the homefront today. It was out with the old fridge. In with the new. The kitchen is ready.

Et maintenant c’est le temps pour Laissez les bons temps roule! A Cajun classic (complete with mandatory rubboard, Lafayette horn and accordian – Buck liked the big box).

(Mr Stanley “Buckwheat” Dural Jr. passed on last September.)

Buckwheat Zydeco – Let the Good Times Roll/Laissez les bons temps roule

Grab the Mallet

March 22, 2017

hip1The 2017 poli/corp Gong Show we are all watching actually originated from Chuck Barris’ warped sense of what cultivates & attracts mass acceptance.

Barris, the Hollywood TleV icon and CIA assassin passed away today. But the insanity has been set into unstoppable motion.

Now that’s entertainment?? Makes you wanna crawl into a damn dank dark damp cave and sob uncontrollably eh.

The Gong Show – 1977

Bow your heads…let us weep. And slowly rock ourselves to sleep:
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Weeping Song – live in Lyon – 2001

Yt post by NotYourBiggestFan

Lyrics and both chords (Am and G) from

Weeping Song
Go son, go down to the water
And see the women weeping there
Then go up into the mountains
The men, they are weeping too

[Verse 2]

Father, why are all the women weeping?
They are weeping for their men
Then why are all the men there weeping?
They are weeping back at them

This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won’t be weeping long

[Verse 3]

Father, why are all the children weeping?
They are merely crying son
O, are they merely crying, father?
Yes, true weeping is yet to come


This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While all the men and women sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won’t be weeping long

(It’s the same chords here, as usual, but you can play softer or stress the bass
for this part if you like.)

[Verse 4]

O father tell me, are you weeping?
Your face seems wet to touch
O then I’m so sorry, father
I never thought I hurt you so much

(play as usual)


This is a weeping song
A song in which to weep
While we rock ourselves to sleep
This is a weeping song
But I won’t be weeping long
But I won’t be weeping long
But I won’t be weeping long
But I won’t be weeping long

Dollar Bilk

March 21, 2017


RothsChild Tax Benefits:

So it appears 45’s tenuous grip on DC is crumbling? While all our attention is on the Russians, check out the presidential Wall Street alum appointments. Appointments evidently supported by ‘opposition’ voices as demonstrated by their lack of focus on said moves.

Sly like a Fox huh… Breaking news: Fox in Henhouse .

Unorganized ‘democracy’ vs organized multinational finance.  My money’s on the latter. In fact, by design, that is the ultimate destination of our hard earned $$ (even if it is laundered…er… funneled through government as taxes).


These guys first got our attention with the appropriately named song from 1970 – Neanderthal Man.

They subsequently changed their name from Hotlegs to 10cc and gave us this classic:

Wall Street Shuffle – 10cc – 1974

Yt post by Edward Kemp


We are watching bankrolled funding dramatically increase for the corporate military machines and “made for terror” militants.

We are covering our eyes, ears and mouths as corporate controlled governments put our planet’s natural environment through the shredder.

The cheerleaders are jumping. And the band plays on as Orion’s belt tightens.

Pick a continent, country, town, adobe. Pick any of the seven seas, any lake or river or revenue stream. No matter how hard we try to look away…

There’s a lot of bleeding goin’ on baby. Hemorrhaging even.


Another from Six Shooter Records’ musical stable. Nashville resident. Edmonton raised. Detroit born (I like his strings on this one):

Joe Nolan – Bleeding

Let us rock and roll

March 19, 2017


From John the Baptist to Johnny B Goode, goodness prevails…

If imitation is the the sincerest form of flattery then Chuck Berry garnered our time’s most frequently flattered points.

He was the consummate rock ‘n’ roller who not only gave us his rockin beat but his words to roll by : “My heart’s beatin’ rhythm and my soul keeps on singin’ the blues”. R’n’RIP Chuck.


I loved this Foghat album from ’73. It had Berry written all over it.

A Slice of Turtle Island

March 17, 2017


On Pádraig’s day…a reminder that every day here in today’s Manitoba is the day of Manitou. On our eastern shores this great spirit is known as Glooscap. Both names assigned to the spiritual, fundamental creator of our existence.

One of the branches of my family tree came from Cork/Waterford, Ireland in the 1700s to land on what was Île Saint Jean – now known as Prince Edward Island.

The Irish and Scots and French and amerindien went about their lives on the pastel colored island. And they made beautiful music in their own time.

But the land of red soil, gentle landscapes and endless shores was first and foremost the land of the Mi’kmaq. The real name of the island is Epekwitk  (or Abegweit) which translates to ‘cradled on the waves’.

This is the true land of our birth.


Islander, Lennie Gallant created a musical detailing the existence we have experienced on this part of mother earth created by Glooscap.

It is said that she dipped her fingers into all the most beautiful colours known and painted Epekwitk/Abegweit into reality.

Searching For Abegweit – Musical by Lennie Gallant

And because I find Irish songs written about horses simply irresistible…

From Newbridge, county Kildare:

Christy Moore – Ride On

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