Wednesday, April 27, 2022

No Regrets . . .


When I start into thinking 
About the things that might have been,
I find that my imagination has no end. 
And though they’re not without their own attraction,
I can see, each time you look at me, 
I am exactly where I want to be.

And maybe I’ll never have that house in the country.
You won’t see me visiting those ritzy discotheques.
But I have no regrets. 
No I have no regrets.
See I have no regrets. 
No regrets . . . 

It’s a human kind of feeling.
It’s one that everybody knows
At least one time, if not another, as they grow, I do suppose. 
And though these things cross everybody’s mind 
I’ve got the key grasping reality. 
It’s the dessert I’m glad I didn’t eat.

Everybody is searching for something
That they’re afraid they might have missed.
And no matter how hard that you’re wishing
To have a second chance.
Don’t regret that you missed the dance,
Because the past is the past and you’re not gonna change it.

If it looks like I am distant,
Like I don’t hear a single word,
All the times that I’m not listening, but you think I really heard,
It doesn’t warrant any serious 
Concern, you see. It’s still the same old me,
And like a glove you fit me to a T.




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Tuesday, April 26, 2022

A Capella . . .


(from https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_cappella)
". . . A cappella . . . Italian for 'in the style of the chapel'. . .  music is a performance by a singer or a singing group without instrumental accompaniment, or a piece intended to be performed in this way. The term a cappella was originally intended to differentiate between Renaissance polyphony and Baroque concertato musical styles. In the 19th century, a renewed interest in Renaissance polyphony, coupled with an ignorance of the fact that vocal parts were often doubled by instrumentalists, led to the term coming to mean unaccompanied vocal music. The term is also used, rarely, as a synonym for alla breve. . ."

I’ve never been one to follow trends.
I won’t be with the crowd 
When they round the bend.
But I’ll be here until the very end
‘Cause, where it’s at is here with you.

Fancy parties leave me cold and drained,
Discos, crowds and posturing in vain
Only feed some silly appetite unnamed.
Where it’s at is here with you.

I don’t want to see the moon,
Fly to Paris, May or June.
I just want a one-way fare
To anyplace where you’ll be there.

I don’t need gold or precious things,
Fancy clothes or even diamond rings.
I just want the thrill that being with you brings.
‘Cause, where it’s at is here with you.

For fame or power, I have no desire.
I don’t crave acceptance, or to be admired.
I’m just happy sitting with you by the fire.
Where it’s at is here with you.


Here With You

©1997 Raymond M. Jozwiak


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Monday, April 25, 2022

Devices . . .


I've got a charger for my phone.
My e-reader has one too.
The laptop's useless without one
So charging's what I do.

The iPad without juice will die,
Several hours will suffice.
But thankfully, no power renewal's
Required by this device.


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Sunday, April 24, 2022

Ahead . . .

I am a firm believer that competition is highly over-rated, and though it may appear that this song is about competition, it is in fact simply a love song, and not. 


You've always been ahead of me;
One fact that I,
In my infinite wisdom,
Could not always see.
But in the end you always convinced me
Things aren't always
What they appear;
The things I've always looked for.

Once long ago, before we met,
I thought I could 
Singlehandedly make the
Spinning world go away;
Just like some king 
from back in those bygone days.
But I was wrong. 
I don't belong 
Inside this category.

Seemed to be,
At the time to me,
To my advantage.
Missing why,
Not knowing 
When to try 
To start believing
In my very own
Self determination.

Sometimes at night when I'm alone,
The solitude
And the quiet can bring out
All the worst in my head.
But now it seems that isn't so big or bad.
I've learned a thing, 
Or maybe two, 
And just ahead there’s always you.
 
     

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Saturday, April 23, 2022

Catalog . . .

. . . girl 

Her eyes say ‘come closer’.
Her hair falls down her shoulders like a blanket on her skin.
If you do you’ll never win.
She looks the same at every man.
That look says ‘I’m confection. 
You can’t have a taste unless your doctor says you can.’

Her lips purse ever-so-slightly.
You think she wants to invite you out to spend some time with her.
The whole routine becomes a blur.
She says it all without a word.
She looks like pure perfection
And you’ll never ever see the likes of her again.

But she’s mine.
I know she’ll never leave me.
She’s fine,
And she’s never deceived me.
Other eyes admire and desire her too
And she smiles in response to all glances
From those who care to see all of her delicate lines
On the page where you’ll find
The two dimensions of my catalog girl.

They all say ‘she’s not bright.’
But when the spotlight is lit you can see her business sense.
It’s sincere intelligence.
She works so hard at what she does.
Intensity and concentration on her face shows
She is so much more than fluff.

Her shape’s like a tape.
She weight one-hundred-eight
And she looks so appealing
In clothing revealing.
Her heart’s on her sleeve.
That’s what you should believe.
She practices that come-on look.
Improves it more in every book.
She is the epitome of catalog girl.

One day soon
She will no longer possess the assets of those bygone days.
The years will pass just like a phase,
Nothing but memories in a haze.
And though her star will fade,
A little glory will remain upon a table near the chaise.


Catalog Girl
- Ray Jozwiak - Gonzo Piano


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Friday, April 22, 2022

Directly . . .

 

. . . or indirectly, his involvement in the conception of this song 'Can't' be denied. Click on the title below to listen.

". . . He (George Orwell, pseudonym of Eric Arthur Blair) was born in Bengal, into the class of sahibs. His father was a minor British official in the Indian civil service; his mother, of French extraction, was the daughter of an unsuccessful teak merchant in Burma (Myanmar). Their attitudes were those of the “landless gentry,” as Orwell later called lower-middle-class people whose pretensions to social status had little relation to their income. Orwell was thus brought up in an atmosphere of impoverished snobbery. After returning with his parents to England, he was sent in 1911 to a preparatory boarding school on the Sussex coast, where he was distinguished among the other boys by his poverty and his intellectual brilliance. He grew up a morose, withdrawn, eccentric boy, and he was later to tell of the miseries of those years in his posthumously published autobiographical essay, Such, Such Were the Joys (1953). . ."


Can't
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from the forthcoming "GRAINS" coming June 7, 2022



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Thursday, April 21, 2022

Perspective . . .

 

(from https://www.vanityfair.com/hollywood/2022/04/ricky-gervais-pitches-his-own-jada-pinkett-smith-oscars-joke/amp)
". . . Five-time Golden Globes host Ricky Gervais is known for courting controversy with his comedy. As such, he pulled no punches while sharing how he might have handled Will Smith slapping Chris Rock at the Oscars. . . When asked about the Jada Pinkett Smith jab that provoked the actor (“G.I. Jane 2—can’t wait to see it”), Gervais dismissed it during a recent Twitter live, calling Rock’s line, “like, the tamest joke I would’ve ever have told.” The comedian then insisted that Smith wouldn’t have become violent if he had been onstage. “Nothing would happen to me because I wouldn’t have told a joke about his wife’s hair. I’d have told a joke about her boyfriend,” . . . Gervais previously tweeted his hypothetical Oscar monologue ahead of the ceremony. “I’d start with ‘Hello. I hope this show helps cheer up the ordinary people watching at home,” he wrote. “If you’re unemployed for example, take some comfort in the fact that even if you had a job, your salary probably wouldn’t be as much as the goody bag all the actors have just been given.’” Gervais continued, “I’m proud to announce that this is the most diverse and progressive Oscars ever. Looking out I see people from all walks of life. Every demographic under the sun. Except poor people, obviously. Fuck them.”. . . "



Open Your Eyes You Can Fly

- Flora Purim



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