outdoors

When GPS goes bad….

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GPS Take Me To The River
So your driving along on a raining Sunday morning in an unfamiliar area.   You want to listen to The Talking Heads.    You tell Alexa "take me to the river".      But your GPS is listening instead and says, "take the next right.... now!"    
LOL. 

Now, you know, with the advent of AI - now GPS will give you the instruction and then start laughing at you, and tell you "don't believe everything I tell you".    LOL

UNDER THE COVERS #7

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SHED BY THE POND
Paul Simon is a songwriter on par (in my mind) with Dylan and McCartney.     Paul's fourth solo album, Still Crazy After All These Years is still a personal favorite.  Great songwriting.   Wonderful performance.    So how does Paul's music get translated into jazz?     Quite easily if your keyboard player, Dr Lonnie Smith.    The good doctor has been has been around for decades and only recently passed away (2021).    All In My Mind is his second to last studio recording and is as good as anything he has done.   Just amazing keyboard work.  

Simon's 50 WAYS TO LEAVE YOUR LEAVE YOUR LOVER (from Still Crazy...) is ably covered here with a jazz funk vibe that Smith makes his own.     Enjoy.

CXCVII

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Out Standing In A Field [rework]
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze a while
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me?
Will you be my love?
Upon the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold
See the west wind move like a lover so
Upon the fields of barley
Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth
Among the fields of gold
I never made promises lightly
And there have been some that I've broken
But I swear in the days still left
We'll walk in fields of gold
We'll walk in fields of gold
Many years have passed since those summer days
Among the fields of barley
See the children run as the sun goes down
Among the fields of gold
You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You can tell the sun in his jealous sky
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold
When we walked in fields of gold