That Sounds Good

[ChowMein]

Ahoy Mateys and fellow moggies !

I was just rolling in thee catmint and thinking about nuthun an e'rythun and stuff and just thought , "i'd wish I wrote that ", when I heard a song or whatever .

At thee momint i be wishing i'd wrote some of the album titles that The Moody Blues wrote , they had a good run going (IMHO) , loike ; On The Threshold Of A Dream , To Our Children's Children's Children , Days Of Future Passed and Every Good Boy Deserves Favor .

Thats all at the momint as I must get back to staring at the baseboards .

[aaRghNAbled]

Here's a link to a spoken piece by someone you might recognize. He was twenty-two when he wrote it and he only performed it one time, in 1963.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgGMd-U7bcI

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

Yarr M8 ,

Dylan shore kin let et flow , kint he ?

An ole Woody , he be a bit overlooked this daze .

[aaRghNAbled]

Yarr, Willyum!
Woody be aynshint istoree, oi gess. Dylan's rant still seem toimly t' me. Faarrrgh eggs ample, 's evin got dat Payriz Illton in 'ere...."look at my skin shine, look at my skin glow..." den sumpin bout nuttin in thee skin! Arr, arr, arr!

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

Oi be listenin' to a lot ove Lenny Cohen an' Neil Young these daze , thay shore kin paint a pictour wid woids aswell .

Oi wish oid bin thee foist ta sez ," ye be loike a hurrycane , darr be a calm in yer eyes ", or mebbe , " I'll be a minarr fer a harrt ove gold ! " , oi bet thet wooda get me lucky inna hurry .

[aaRghNAbled]

Oi trooly luv bote Lenny an' Neil. Mebbe 'spheshly Neil. Aaargh, doze be too wunnerful loinz - 'harrt ove gold', yup. Oi fink oil go lode up moi seadee playarrr roite aways wit sum o dat ole Neil Young.

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

ARGH ! Now ye has me goan ! Oi be off ta hunt doan a disk arr three !

[aaRghNAbled]

Mad Willyum - Aaaaarrrrrrgh! Wot a gud m8, yew arrrrgh! ..dun sunk anudder won...
Yezterdy oi loded dat seadee playarrr wit Neil Young and Lucinda Williams - yew no 'er? Ah, she kin shur paynt a picksure wit werdz a swell. Gonna mick sin sum Dylan tooday. Oi got oanlee won Leonard Cohen seadee. Mebbe oil git me sum moar. Wotcher fay-brit?

[fueledbycoffee]

Which Cohen ye got, mate? If I only 'ad one, I'd have to go wit' Songs o' Leonard Cohen. 'Tis a wunnerful reckerd, tha'.

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

Lucinda Williams !

M8 , ye has koala tea taste to be shore !

Yarr , as fer Lenny Cohen , oi be parrshul fer his arrly werks , me favrit songs be thee wuns oi foist herd so long ago .
To naim a few , oi muss say thay be So Long MaryAnne , Bird On A Wire and of course Suzanne .

ARGH !

[aaRghNAbled]

Ahoy, fbc! Oi finks at be da won, seps oi bean lookin fer it sins yeztiddy. Oi noze oi habit ear sumwearz. Bean a looonnngggg toime sins oi lissenda 'attun.

Yar, Willyum - Oi jess cant foind et. Mebbe oil git a lenny ficks offen yootoob - effin oi kin git it t'playe roite.

[fueledbycoffee]

Harr, dat be one'a da mosht plaid albums on me Ipod, thar. Yarr. Oh, Mad Willy, I agrrreeee about So Long, Marianne an' Suzanne, but if I be allowed, let me suhjest Faymos Bloo Rehncoht and Sistarrs o' Marcy.

Incident'ly, me fav'rit Cohen songs be covers by udder mewsishans. Check out Concrete Blonde's lahve parrrforrmans of Evarrr'bodee Nows, or mebbe Jeff Buckley's varshun o' Hallelujah. 'Course, tha' one I can't disaid If ah laik the Cohen varshun better.

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

Yarr Matey !

Oi musta mitt oi be perferring Jeff Buckley's renditshun meseff , the plaintive soulful koala tea of his voice makes it very hypnotic fer me , I kin feel thee teers trian ta form in me scurvy eyes . Arrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

[fueledbycoffee]

Yarr, ye jess yoosd tha wahrd "koala" in a sen'ence, and farr thus ye musht be prouood.

'Tis a byootiful varshun Buckley put out, troo, but I aylso luv teh cohntrahst betwin teh low, grav'lly bar'tone o' Cohen, an' teh angelic choahr tha' es teh ba'grownd sehngarrrs. Yarr.

[Mad Willyum Bonney]

Yarr, ye jess yoosd tha wahrd "koala" in a sen'ence, and farr thus ye musht be prouood.

'Tis a byootiful varshun Buckley put out, troo, but I aylso luv teh cohntrahst betwin teh low, grav'lly bar'tone o' Cohen, an' teh angelic choahr tha' es teh ba'grownd sehngarrrs. Yarr.

Matey , oi alwaze figarrd oi be thee only wun to appreshate them goils voices , indeed tis wunnerful ta heer them ladies sing , iffen I be forced to listen only to uther a mial arr a feemail voice fer thee ress ove me loife , oi chose a wimmin's in less den a blink ove an eye , yarrrrrrrrr .