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Early to bed, early to rise, u get to see the sunrise

Late to bed, early to rise, u get to see the sunrise

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Van Halen has done enough.  Saw portions of VanHagar live recording productions &

bought their artifacts, but did not see them live. Saw the home-boys, VH, back in ‘84 in

NC: Diamond Dave earned his keep, & then some, Eddie and Alex were painstaking

musicians, electric flamethrowing beerbong rock & roll; not sure Mike’s point ~~ oh

 yeah, bass and booze and stuff…so he was real glad to have the gig.  No hesitation in

proclaiming them one of the greatest California bands; …a spectacular polished show. 

Those who saw DLR piss-drunk missed-out on his better nights…when he put James

Cagney as George M. Cohan to shame, he put Danny Kay & Dick Van Dyke to bed. 

The same cat who looked like a dork singing bluegrass, high on Nyquil or some such,

 blew us …flabbergasted…away with rabid vocal skills, blades & moxy showmanship! 

However, one worries for the punchy boxer who gets into the ring just one more time. 

Bummer is…old rockers with big tastes still have to make a buck somehow?  I guess. 

People will go see em…& their catalog WILL rock.  I got a call just the other night with

news of a small group planning ahead for the triumphant return of VH:   I smiled, & said

no thanks. Now I’d go see Eddie or Alex if either of them put on a clinic @ McCabe’s or

the  like  (if… I were over there on the left coast…instead of all the way over here in the

Appalachian Mountain Chain), but that’s about it.  No doubt, David Lee Roth will have his

wig glued on real tight (How long do you think it’s going to take a determined Diamond

Dave to relearn his chops with the katanas?) & I’d be willing to bet they all haven’t

left the gym much since inking this deal.  No doubt they’ll look & perform like the

consummate show band…until this time next year when their divorce is news. 

But, I’ve seen it.  So unless they play the local fair, I won’t likely be going. 

12 things I’d rather see; i.e., More enjoyable than a Van Halen Concert:

Although I’m beginning to think it’s crapped-out, I’d rather see just due commencement

of any & all applicable impeachment proceedings.  What’s right is right, so get on wit it.

I’d rather see the price of gasoline go down to a buck-fitty per again.  & those who got

away Scott-free, with fleecing the nation’s off-white & tattered blue-collared employees,

mandated to put…50% of it back into those victims’ accounts, along with state-of-the-art

investment council provided as community service.    That’s a lot…towards…rebuilding

prosperity, whilst the confidence men of the pow-pow corporate mighty retain sum fitty

percent o their savvy pirated booty.  Come on, all’s fair…right?  !!  Look at the interest

alone they’ve compounded since the last scandal.  This won’t hurt a bit & those people

who were robbed blind o their hopes & dreams get half of it back in a big lump sum,

with bona fide solid investment packages to boot, to help them get on with something. 

I’d rather see the property returned to all the little people who had their waterfront

homes/land “legally” appropriated by means of creepy/snidely eminent domain.  I don’t

care who’s inconvenienced here.  This is just far too fcking awful a deal to be ignored. 

I’d rather see where the heck I put the two bran-spanking new packages of coated

medium gauge acoustic guitar strings for my far too neckid eighty-six stereo Alvarez. 

I’d rather see my sons’ high school football team go at least 50% this year with a high-

yield offense…& only a little blood, some bumps & bruises to the lot…for their trouble.   

I’d rather see Habeas Corpus restored to certain inalienable status.      Because. 

I’d rather see the culpable, who’ve robbed from the poor to give to the rich, face [poetic]

justice with base income state appointed lawyers as their ONLY option; while those well-

to-do who’ve  meant VERY well in their this & that endeavors  (save for sitting on their

hands for one reason or another regarding……..oh, lots of really nasty things) reap the

harvest moon they have sown, which should profit them nicely…& free them up to

continue doing really well-natured things:  May they now rebuild our gross national

prosperity.  I couldn’t put names to them & only imagine that they/you are chomping at

the bit to turn this thing around.  Hey, good folk abound.   Good folk abound, you know

em, and I know em.  Most of us know this or that to be true.  If it’s gona be doable, then

it’s waiting to be done.  If there’s going to be no impeachment, then lets rally around the

good energy…, shoulder up to the BEST possible captain, huddle-up, pull together &,

without all this mind wrenching infighting, get on wit it.  & that certainly does not

discredit individuality.  Oh, & I suggest we eradicate,  “impunity,” as an option. 

I’d rather see war & war toys fall so obsolete to luminous international diplomacy.  

There’re other ways of making a buck on a densely populated planet.  Hey you…, if you

too must blow something up, blow off a firecracker or a pop-can canon in your backyard. 

 Yeah,    I know it can’t be easy for our military with all the crazy little militaries in tropical

little jaded communities all over the RISK board mentality…& the real deal in the desert. 

It’s just what started-out as sticks & stones 100 miles from the tunes of a happy hillbilly

home, has really gone awry, really, most of us know it’s ludicrous; …shudder to think.

Speaking of:  If we cannot possibly grow beyond armament, then I’d rather see most of

our military personal celebrating in local pubs and raising a ruckus on our shores.  I’d

gladly buy the first round.  But do keep the bona fide head cases (who’re in the military

because they really-really have a Jones for killing stuff) on base: guarding things and

partying to some of the better rock bands on the USO circuit, in the O&E-Clubs, &

training with the Seals & Recon for “for emergency only” emergency border ops. 

I’d rather see a zero % turnout at the next Presidential election [Boycott the product].

Followed closely by a 100% turnout of the voter citizenry, certain inalienable rights intact

as an act of fondest love for our nation & the well meant document our grandpa’s wrote.

I’d rather see Hunter S. Thomson, Kurt Vonnegut, & Charles “Hank” Bukowski drive by

in some ol convertible, laughing bout how they fooled the rubes into thinking they wuz

dead.    ...Perhaps they toss a notebook & it hits me in the head....  

&, although I’ve beat it to near unconsciousness already, I’d rather see TRIAGE (live) @

the House of Blues, in a casual atmosphere but all the buttons and bows: some…gnarly

Hollywood quality backdrop footage of raw stuff & atrocious stuff & heart wrenching

stuff & heavy stuff & inspired hopeful new day stuff, & stuff I can’t imagine.  ...Some

lights, some smoke.  I’d like to see it more than once w/ a road trip or two to some

neighboring states. ~ a kinda-sorta pilgrimage.  ...Hey, I know I’m only dreaming. 

…Aw, let a guy dream…. 

These are surly times. 

That’s 12 off the top of my head.  With any luck, I’ll see…two of the dozen come to pass.  

[**The above iz for parody sake only, any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental.]

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