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If I Needed You

Posted on February 16, 2011 | Leave a comment

Would you come to me? This song is from Crazy Heart and is indelibly etched on me. Which is why I’m watching and cleaning up after cats up for adoption. I came to them. They don’t give a hoot. The organization I’m volunteering for has no idea who I am, only sent a person out to get me to sign a waiver so that if I die because of the work I do for them, they are not to blame.

No wonder people don’t volunteer. I’ve had 20 years doing this and it has never been this impersonal. Well, at least the cats liked me today, my second day of service.

Think about it. If I needed you, would you come to me. I can count on my husband to be there for me, no-one else. But then I make him breakfast and dinner.

This morning I changed things up a bit and did an omelet with some leftover mozz from pizza and put some salsa on the top. I was in a hurry and didn’t have other pantry items such as beans but that’s OK. After all, I had to get to my cats, who needed me. Cheers, Dee

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Local Concerts

Posted on July 3, 2010 | Leave a comment

I wrote about Ryan Bingham months before he achieved fame and fortune from a little thing called an Academy Award. A couple of years ago, I’d like to think I’d hear him in a honky tonk bar, perhaps with a $10 cover.

Now he’s coming to our neck of the woods, and for one general admission ticket on the lawn, bring your own chair and stake your own spot, it’s $254 per ticket.

Thank you, Mr. Bingham, but I bought your single on iTunes as soon as it came out, and got the Crazy Heart CD and on iTunes as well. We can afford to live around here but would rather go on a trip for $500 than 90 minutes of music. Sorry, I’m working out the chords on one of your songs and will sing it for myself.

If you think certain airlines who have free-for-all seat grabs are horrific, try a concert with a bunch of people who feel entitled to the best seats possible. “GA” means General Admission, no-one gets “dibs” to sit up front or in the center unless they know someone or line up for hours in advance.

Sorry, Mr. Bingham, you’re going to have to wait to see us at another venue where they don’t charge a fortune and treat people worse than cattle. I did write about you months ago and apologized to your mother for feeling that the first time I heard one of your songs, you were much older and had a lot of cigarettes and whisky.

She doesn’t need to be apologized to, when her young son is making $254 a ticket for rich folks to sit on the grass and claim their spot. Listening on iTunes only, Dee

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Dear Mr. Bad Blake

Posted on February 9, 2010 | 1 comment

The actor that played you in Crazy Heart deserves the Oscar, just as he deserved the Golden Globe and SAG awards. You even made me like actor Colin Farrell, for a moment at least. I agree that the relationship between you and Tommy Sweet should have been fleshed out more because the relationship between Bad/Jean was pre-destined.

One thing you might have done is re-kindle my interest in acoustic guitar. I’ve already figured out one of your songs and will work on others. And I’m a rank beginner, not like actor Jeff Bridges, who plays “The Weary Kind” on youtube.

My husband found the movie tough and a bit sad. It is, but I knew that going in. I went for the story and the music and was not disappointed in the least by either. And with Robert Duvall and the songwriters/singers, this is a film I’ve waited for with great anticipation and every hope was realized. Thanks, Otis. Cheers from a transitory Texas gal.

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