He Just Played “Blue Bayou” For The Drunks Every Night (Juicyfied)
Saturday, 12th January 2013.
he never knew it was all going to be like this. he was born somewhere else, and never knew he was going to be a king.
he was just a cool, cowboy hat wearing Bergen bartender with a thing for a short order cook across the street and he liked Linda Ronstadt and dreamt of writing a screenplay about his own life. he always said “juicy” whenever the drunks ordered something. – give me a beer, buddy, they said. – juicy! – Jack and coke, please. – oh, that’s juicy…. he called his secret screenplay “Juicyfied” and told the drunks about it all the time.
oh, that’s juicy.
he never knew it was going to be all like this. he just liked Linda Ronstadt and played “Blue Bayou” for the drunks every night.
Kompani K: Onkel Osvalds Orkester, Spelar Til Dans 
Sånn kan det gå ja,Livet,you know.:)
Eg likar såå godt dei blå tonar. Bildet viser at det kan gå både nedover og oppover med oss, vi får rette ryggen å ha eit mål.
haha, ay, Marie, oh ja livet – det er juicy *ler*
det har vore mykje blåfarge her i det siste, og då vert det vanskelig å unngå blå bilete …..
*rettar opp mandagsmorgonryggen og kaffiskålar i kontorstolen* 😀
Hepp!
På denne spesielle dag skålar eg med deg 🙂
Marieklemmar med smell i !
ay, Marie – takk, takk! det har vore to travle dagar, tre tyske byar berre i dag, men no er eg endeleg heime – og kjenner meg gammal 😀
*ler*
Hepp!
Know the feeling *ler*
Kjenner meg gammal sjølv i dag, vore gjennom eit maraton som eg tapte. Nye sjanser kjem nok 🙂
ay, Marie – det kjem alltid eit tog – det lærte eg “the hard way” i forgår *ler* 😀
(no kan du roe ned eit bel og lese ferdig boka di, slik oss halvgamle folk likar!)
Hepp!
“Saving nickles saving dimes / Working til the sun don’t shine / Looking forward to happier times / On Blue Bayou”
And when the sun don’t shine we’re caught on the blue bayou. Drowning in night. Wearing cowboy hats. Thinking about where we come from & where to go. Never knowing if arriving is a blessing or a curse. With a head full of blues & eyes wide open staring into the smoke filled night. And the juices start to flow.
We never knew it was going to be all like this. But it was the only way it could be.
All the best & safe travels, Fritsch.
ay, Florian, buddy, guys like us have to spend it like it’s going out of style, huh, we have to spend it ’till there’s nothing left but faded jeans and worn down boots and Friday night whiskey and Monday morning coffee …..
it’s the only thing left. it’s the only way it can be …..
stay in the shadows, buddy, stay in the shadows!
Hepp!
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It is beautiful MK, and it is so me
the Song I mean – I have played on and on….
and the Text is so hermetic yet open
and Time and Space flows afloat
Juicy is such a delicious World
with a soft Palate and a Sun Ray
like a Nectar of ancient Rite on a magical
but empty sweet Day …then she reached
for a Capsule of Royal Jelly…
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ay, Zamoysky, like all true art Blue Bayou is a meditation on the seen and the unseen, on time falling into itself and space expanding and imploding, and it is a masterpice of technical perfection for Linda’s singing is unsurpassed too . it is the essence of true tears in the beer-country music and something any good bartender would play to his drunken patrons ….
ay, Zamoysky – true tears in the beer-country music!
Hepp!
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Oh that is so beautiful, MK
I will float away on those Currents
Feels like Home is another Jewel
and I forgot to say it was your Text
I refereed to first of all, pardon
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ay, Zamoysky, Polish Princessa, Linda’s voice has matured on Feels Like A Home and is earthier and …. maybe even better than on Blue Bayou, but it is hard to tell which voice is better – or if one is better than the other at all for they both reveal the hidden, they both sing the unseen and glow in the twilight of a drunken man’s dying soul ……