KEEP YOUR HANDS WHERE I CAN SEE THEM.
BACK SLOWLY AWAY FROM THE HARMONICA.
DAMN YOU.
When he first arrived in Buenos Aires, Gerhardt's greedy fingers peeled away the wrapping from his new Hohner, lustily anticipating carefree retirement hours.
When I was a kid in the 70s, on roadtrips I'd sometimes hear a bluegrass version of Misty - the first I'd ever hear - and the lyrics mystified me, indeed.
I get misty
To my chinlove
Mom, what's a chinlove?
[I secretly love the energy of this video-- it's so kooky it wraps plumb back around to cute. The chandelier is a nice touch, and I've always been a sucker for ebola virus wall-art.]
Have a pleasant day.
9 comments:
Too. Much. Harmonica.
Or maybe I'm just too tired! I'll finish listening when I get up tomorrow...after a good night's sleep.
Loved it!
Chinlove sounds a bit icky if you ask me.
Those Germans really dig the hipster jazz, baby-man!
I am not letting the Spousal Unit see this or he will start dusting off the Hohners too.
christina - Oh, but there is little joy in life to parallel this arty type of improvisation - it's mystifying, indeed. Take a nap and watch again.
lainy - I giggled.
tickersoid - Definitely messy.
dirtcrashr - ya got that right!
barbara - eek!
Years ago I saw a rerun of the old Bob Newhart show- Suzanne Pleshette plays a MEAN harmonica!
OK, Phlegmmy... I wanna know just how you got from the picture on the wall to ebola on The Wiki...
;-)
Eeew, yep, too much. Now, that French dude that died a while back, can't remember his name now, he could wail on that thing. beutiful.
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