She’s A Lover
Things have been so ridiculous lately, even though oddly enough I have been staying in mostly good spirits… other then a few tears and a heart felt emotional break down that could have gone HAYWIRE if it wasn’t for a little convincing from a dear friend and my husband to realize that some people aren’t worth your time!
I need a bit of a pick me up here on this evening. I wasn’t going to write a post, but after rambling the halls of Lowes with my mother I became inspired by a favorite tune of mine! “She’s A Lover” is the name of the song… and the band, well you’ll find out in a minute or two, but first I feel the need to banter on for a second about some things.
Honestly, I can not put to any words or format to explain to anyone how truly horrible and miserable a certain women in my life is(and by far not my mother…cause she RULES). And with this careless notion to openly express “my opinion” of her…I banter on. She’s horrible and metals in everyones business. She hurts more feelings then I care to mention. Turning the cheek and biting her tongue would do nothing but devastate her empire of moral deconstruction! “Think before you speak” was the rule and ground of good teachings in my childhood life, as words cut deeper then any knife could and are irretrievable. Others, stake way to speak and never think. Manipulation is an evil game, based on preaching opinions and personalizing it into fact for her own self-worth, and she wins every round. But not this time… not this girl! She won’t break me down, but I will gladly watch her stumble over her words and FINALLY admit to fault for once in her spindle webbed life…. I better stop it’s making me mad!
As my husband says “You can pick your friends, Not your family”..
Nothing so true, I’m just glad I have the family I have, and the family I picked (Mr. Love is the Man).
Anyway, sorry about that. Here’s a band that got alot of listening in my younger days. I remember being in the middle of the woods, in front a bonfire plugging this little number into the tape deck of my old friend Oscar’s 1986 Ford F150, recorded in the raw form of handheld recordable decks, from this LP of mine. I can almost still feel the fire and taste the bitter sweet after mouth of Mad Dog 20/20…followed by the desperation of a few NattyIce 12oz cans.
Released in 1970, on Rare Earth/Motown… I give you Parachute. A slimey, sexy pysch sound, worth moving yourself about to! Enjoy this treasure that I have been lugging around for years.
EDIT:: Although I have spent my entire life thinking the name of this band was “Parachute-Pretty Things”… I just…literally JUST found out that I am indeed VERY mistaken, and for the first time ever… I take back what I say. The name of the band is “The Pretty Things”… SORRY folks, thats what listening to something your whole life and never doing any complete investigations will do to you.
~~EMBARRASSING, to say the least~~ …. anyway, I still love “The Pretty Things” record, it has very sentimental value and has been a good friend for me for years.
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