Janis Ian – Tea & Sympathy

janis ian as she looks these days

Sometimes – I wrote a post a while back about how sometimes songs pop into your head and you have to work out why – well I haven’t worked this one out yet!

But I have been humming this one all week, and the only thing I could remember was the first line – so I decided I had to look it up – I didn’t even remember it was called ‘Tea & Sympathy’, or that it was so suicidal – but then it was written by the Janis Ian who wrote ‘At Seventeen’, and yes, I still have the album, on vinyl, Between the Lines, from 1975 altho, for all these oldies but goodies, I no longer have a record player – so I couldn’t just put it on!

I had to look up what the song was on her website http://www.janisian.com/ – and then find it on u-tube to listen to it.

I have to say its still a beautiful song with a lovely melody, and her voice was full of nuance.

I wasn’t even sure if she was still going, but it seems she is going strong, and has been singing with another real favourite of mine, Tom Paxton, recently.  There are still some dates this year if you want to check her website – I would love to see them both, but all the gigs are in the USA – a bit far away for me in Wales – smile.  I did find something from their performance to listen to, its a bit different!

The Last Thing on My MindI really am wallowing in nostalgia!

So back to Tea & Sympathy …

Its really strange to be able to jump 40 years back, and still love what I loved then – no – I’m not feeling suicidal – and I never was when I used to play this all those years ago – but I think I am looking forward to some changes in my life – that I’m planning, but that haven’t yet come to fruition, and, maybe that’s why …..

“I don’t want to ride the milk train any more”

…… is resonating with me so strongly just now!

If you want to click on these pictures, they take you to Janis Ian’s site and list the songs on each Album …..

Strictly SoloBetween The LinesLive On The Test 1976

click on the u-tube link to listen to the original recording:-

https://youtu.be/_8cmEMIM7So

Tea And Sympathy

Janis Ian

I don’t want to ride the milk train any more
I’ll go to bed at nine, and waken with the dawn
and lunch at half past noon
Dinner prompt at five
The comfort of a few old friends long past their prime

Pass the tea & sympathy
for the good old days long gone
Let’s drink a toast to those who most
believe in what they’ve won
It’s a long long time ’til morning
plays wasted on the dawn
I’ll not write another line,
for my true love is gone

And when the guests have done
I’ll tidy up the room
I’ll turn the covers down
and gazing at the moon
will pray to go quite mad
and live in long ago
when you and I were one, so very long ago

Pass the tea & sympathy
for the good old days long gone
Let’s drink a toast to those who most
believe in what they’ve won
It’s a long long time ’til morning
plays wasted on the dawn
I’ll not write another line,
for my true love is gone

And when I have no dreams
to give you any more,
I’ll light a blazing fire
and wait within the door,
and throw my life away
“I wonder why?” they all will say
And now I lay me down to sleep,
forever and a day

Pass the tea & sympathy
for the good old days are dead
Let’s drink a toast to those who best
survived the life they’ve led
It’s a long long time ’til morning,
so build your fires high
Now I lay me down to sleep,
forever by your side

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Hello, we’ve been here three weeks now

I am re-blogging this post because of the enthusiasm of this family and they deserve a bit of support.

Unfortunately, its also a warning to newbies in the ‘backyard chicken’ world, that sometimes, things don’t go as you expected – I had quite a conversation with them in the comments section, and it would be nice if others could also offer stories from their own experience – smile!

There a Chick

ChickensWeekThree Comparison pic of the chicks since we’ve had them.

Yesterday marked the chick’s 3rd Week-aversary in our care.

We celebrated the occasion by busting our butts all weekend long (in between baseball games and  everything else we had going on) to get the not-quite finishing touches on their new coop.  DH, Little Dude and I spent Saturday afternoon cleaning up around the outside of the barn where their run is going to be.  I guess we’ve decided to put up a small run for about a month or so, until the get acclimated to the outdoors area and then remove the fencing to let them truly be free range.

The clean up is not quite done.  It included pulling weeds, removing rock, trash, scrap metal, old boards and broken window glass.  There’s a lot to do, but seeing as the chicks are still only 3 weeks oldish and most still…

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Sing a Song of Summer – John Martyn

john martyn in concert 1978

john martyn in concert 1978

John Martyn is one these musicians that just live on in your heart.  He was part of my student years, and I actually saw him in concert a couple of times.

I bought the LP of The Tumbler (1968) and played it over and over – I still have it, but I also downloaded some of the songs from it years ago, and burnt a very amateur CD for myself, together with many other old songs that I already owned – when it was possible to use the old sharing websites – Oh LimeWire!

So this week, I dipped into the box and turned out one of my John Martyn mixes – and was captivated once again, by the young singer that hadn’t yet ruined his voice with drink and self destructive behaviour.  If you want to know more about him this is his wikipedia page and this is his official website, where I got the lyrics from.  He died in 2009, age 60, and had been ill for some time, but still played here and there.

Sing a Song of Summer is a gloriously hopeful and idiosyncratic song, cheerful and fantastical – the lyrics reflect the child in him – so here they are – together with the only original version straight from the Tumbler, that I could find – Enjoy!

Sing A Song Of Summer

If you go looking down in the summer
To the village at the bottom of the well
You’ll find nice things and butterflies’ wings
And policemen’s hats as well
The girlies there won’t hurt you
‘Cause they’re all so very nice
There’s cats and dogs and bats and frogs
And little pink sugar mice.

So come along and sing of summer
Sing of summer coming on
Come along and sing of summer
Summer’s coming on
Summer’s coming on.

And won’t you wear your silly trousers
And your funny feathered hat
To come home running down the road
Follow the Cheshire cat
Your friends they will all be there
And they will all be taking tea
So come on laughing down the road
Come on follow me.

Come along and sing of summer
Sing of summer coming on
Come along and sing of summer
Summer’s coming on
Summer’s coming on.

Won’t you leave behind your city shoes
And lose your bowler hat
Forget about your winter woes
And wipe your eyes on the mat
Won’t you leave your green wallpaper
And the clock upon the wall
And lock your doors up one by one
Come running down the hall.

Come along and sing of summer
Sing of summer coming on
Come along and sing of summer
Summer’s coming on
Summer’s coming on.

And if you go looking down in the summer
To the village at the bottom of the well
You’ll find nice things and butterflies’ wings
And policemen’s hats as well
The ladies there won’t hurt
Cos they’re all so very nice
There’s cats and dogs and bats and frogs
And little pink sugar mice.

So come along and sing of summer
Sing of summer coming on
Come along and sing of summer
Summer’s coming on
Summer’s coming on
Summer is a coming on.

let’s create a gallery of your work – please contribute ……

The A-Z challenge is over, and I will no longer be referring posts between my two blogs – this one “the spare” and my crafts blog – julzcrafts.com.

I will keep posting information about poultry rearing, and pictures of my chicks on this site, as well as anything I feel like – as its my “place to play” – smile.

a scarf I made!

a scarf I made!

If you are interested in crafts, of all kinds, please check julzcrafts for new posts.

Today, I put an invitation to all my customers, readers and followers to contribute a picture of their work for a Gallery of Your Work.

I AM using this post to direct you there, for information on how to contribute.

Look forward to seeing you there!

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Y is for Yolks & Jokes

YI’m fed of being informative and serious – lets get silly!  I noticed that a few people on the Challenge have resorted to pages of jokes when they have given up for that day – is that a fair appraisal – I don’t know – but this is what I am doing!

Would have written a learned post on egg yolks, but I can do that another day – so lets have some jokes instead……Except that I don’t know any, apart from ………

iu

Why did the chicken cross the road?  

(to get to the other side)

but I have found some Individual perspectives on the matter ……

iuWoody Allen:

I mean, it was, it was … a legal chicken … It wasn’t like it was a blood relative or anything. (And don’t believe anything that Mia says about me.) 

Aristotle: 
To actualize its potential.

The Dead Sea Scrolls:
And God came down from the heavens, and He said unto the chicken, “Thou shalt cross the road.” And the Chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.

iuJack Benny: 
I’m thinking. … I’m thinking 

Buddha:
If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken nature.

James Cagney: 
It crossed twice. The dirty double-crosser.

Albert Camus: 
It doesn’t matter; the chicken’s actions have no meaning except to him. 

iuJohn Cleese:
This Chicken is no more. It has ceased to function. Bereft of life, it rests in peace. It’s a stiff. If it wasn’t nailed to the road it’d be pushing up daisies. It’s snuffed it. It’s metabolic processes are now history. It’s bleeding demised. It’s rung down the curtain, shuffled off the mortal coil and joined the bleeding Choir Invisible. This is an Ex-Chicken. Ergo, it did not cross the road. 

Darwin:
Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically predisposed to cross roads 

James Dean: 
To prove he wasn’t chicken. 

Albert-Einstein-9285408-1-402Albert Einstein: 
Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road crossed the chicken depends upon your frame of reference. 

Ralph Waldo Emerson: 
It didn’t cross the road; it transcended it. 

M.C.Escher: 
That depends on which plane of reality the chicken was on at the time. 

Freud: 
The fact that you thought that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity. 

iuBill Gates: 
To purchase Chicken 2.01a, which will both cross roads and calculate the energy it used. There are bugs, yes, but if you uninstall Traffic 2.0 and Farmer 1.2 it will run. If it freezes at WhiteLine 2.0, we have a patch … 

Dirk Gently (Holistic Detective): 
I’m not exactly sure why, but right now I’ve got a horse in my bathroom. 

Grandpa: 
In my day, we didn’t ask why the chicken crossed the road. Someone told us that the chicken had crossed the road, and that was good enough for us. 

Sherlock Holmes: 
Do not concern yourself with the chicken that did cross the road; the answer lies with the chicken that did not cross the road. 

Saddam Hussein: 
It is the Mother of all Chickens.  

CGJungCarl Jung: 
The confluence of events in the cultural gestalt necessitated that individual chickens cross roads. This brought such occurrences into being. 

Immanuel Kant: 
The chicken, being an autonomous being, chose to cross the road of his own free will. 

iuMartin Luther King, Jr.: 
I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question. 

Timothy Leary: 
Because that’s the only kind of trip the Establishment would let it take. 

John Locke: 
Because he was exercising his natural right to liberty. 

Machiavelli: 
The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The ends of crossing the road justify whatever motive there was. 

Karl Marx: 
It crossed twice. First time, it was a tragedy; second time, a farce. 

iuGroucho Marx: 
Chicken? What’s all this talk about chicken? Why, I had an uncle who thought he was a chicken. My aunt almost divorced him, but we needed the eggs. 

Jackie Mason:
Whaddaya want, it should just stand there?

Jack Nicholson:
‘Cause it ***** wanted to. That’s the ****** reason.

220px-Richard_M._Nixon,_ca._1935_-_1982_-_NARA_-_530679Richard M. Nixon: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road.

George Orwell:
Because the government had fooled him into thinking that he was crossing the road of his own free will, when he was really only serving their interests.

Plato:
For the greater good.

Colonel Sanders:
I missed one?

Jean-Paul Sartre:
In order to act in good faith and be true to itself, the chicken found it necessary to cross the road.

iuArnold Schwartznegger:
It vill be back.

Jerry Seinfeld:
Why does anyone cross a road? I mean, why doesn’t anyone ever think to ask, “What the heck was this chicken doing walking around all over the place anyway?”

Dr. Seuss:
Did the chicken cross the road?
Did he cross it with a toad?
Yes the chicken crossed the road,
but why he crossed, I’ve not been told!

180px-Stalin_ImageJoseph Stalin:
I don’t care. Catch it. I need its eggs to make my omelet.

Oliver Stone:
The question is not “Why did the chicken cross the road?” but is rather “Who was crossing the road at the same time whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?”

Thomas de Torquemada:
Give me ten minutes with the chicken and I’ll find out.

west - maeMae West:
I invited it to come up and see me sometime..

Source: http://www.weirdity.com/jokes/chicken.shtml

 

And if you are still reading – I couldn’t resist this one!

After watching sales falling ………  iu

After watching sales falling off for three straight months at Kentucky Fried Chicken, the Colonel calls up the Pope and asks for a favor.
The Pope says, ”What can I do?”
The Colonel says, ”I need you to change the daily prayer from, ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to ‘Give us this day our daily chicken’. If you do it, I’ll donate 10 Million Dollars to the Vatican.”
The Pope replies, ”I am sorry. That is the Lord’s prayer and I can not change the words.”
So the Colonel hangs up. After another month of dismal sales, the Colonel panics, and calls again.
”Listen your Excellency. I really need your help. I’ll give you $50 million dollars if you change the words of the daily prayer from ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to ‘Give us this day our daily chicken.”’
And the Pope responds, ”It is very tempting, Colonel Sanders. The church could do a lot of good with that much money. It would help us support many charities. But, again, I must decline. It is the Lord’s prayer, and I can’t change the words.”
So the Colonel gives up again. After two more months of terrible sales the Colonel gets desperate. ”This is my final offer, your Excellency. If you change the words of the daily prayer from, ‘Give us this day our daily bread’ to ‘Give us this day our daily chicken’ I will donate $100 million to the Vatican.”
The Pope replies, ”Let me get back to you.”
So the next day, the Pope calls together all of his bishops and he says, ”I have some good news and I have some bad news. The good news is that KFC is going to donate $100 million to the Vatican.”

The bishops rejoice at the news. Then one asks about the bad news.
The Pope replies, ”The bad news is that we lost the Wonder Bread account.”

source: http://www.jokebuddha.com/Chicken#ixzz3YLBuP2OK

X is for – Xtra, Xtra – read all about it!

XThis is the newz according to Julz!

Readers of this blog may have noticed I have a campaigning streak – I’m not sure what you think about it, but its in my genes!

My other blog – julzcrafts.com – as well as being about crafts and all kinds of information that might be useful to knitters, quilters, spinners & weavers etc, is where I find that sometimes, I can’t help but get on my soap box about matters that matter!

I have used this last week of the A-Z challenge to do a review of these campaigns, and to remind people of the issues – if you’d like to see what I am talking about – please go and have a look!

The last two posts in this series will be posted on this blog, and I promise you, are totally frivolous – its been a hard slog to post something each day for a month and its time I had some jokes and stuff on these pages – smile!