Saturday, August 25, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
I Almost Did It
I'm listening to The Band (natch) and "It Makes No Difference" came on. I readied myself to listen to that heart wrenching song. I listened to the opening notes, took a deep breath...and hit "next". I just couldn't do it.
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Ugh
More Ricksomnia, but not the good kind. It's nearly 2 a.m. and I'm up drinking coffee and listening to Rick. And crying. I'm crying for a lot of reasons, but one of them is because Rick isn't here anymore, not physically, anyway. I sure hope he's around somewhere, in some form. He is loved and missed by so many.
Dammit, Rick. We want you back again. You goofy, kind, sexy, sweet, handsome, talented man. Rest well, you sweet, sweet angel. You deserve it.
If I only had a time machine...
Dammit, Rick. We want you back again. You goofy, kind, sexy, sweet, handsome, talented man. Rest well, you sweet, sweet angel. You deserve it.
If I only had a time machine...
Things I Love to Hear Rick Say (Part 1)
"Baby" or "Babe". Gods! I just *LOVE* to hear those words out of Rick's beautiful, golden throat. I can imagine him calling me his baby...
Rick Songs That Make Me Cry
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
*Le Sigh*
Rick Danko was the most beautiful man who ever lived. Need proof?
Monday, August 6, 2012
Just so you know...
When that chorus of voices sings "behind" behind Bob Dylan, it's all Danko. That beautiful sound is coming out of this throat:
Sweet Jesus, that throat!
(Start it at about a minute in unless you want to hear the banter between Bob and some d-bags in the audience.)
Sunday, August 5, 2012
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Only You, Rick
Only you could wear a mullet and get away with it.
Only you could say "expresso" and not make me want to smack you.
Only you can make me cry when you sing.
He really could've gotten away with a lot of shit with me. All he'd have to do is look at me with those puppy dog eyes, smile that sweet, sexy smile... Geezus.
Only you could say "expresso" and not make me want to smack you.
Only you can make me cry when you sing.
He really could've gotten away with a lot of shit with me. All he'd have to do is look at me with those puppy dog eyes, smile that sweet, sexy smile... Geezus.
OMG The Dancing!
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