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Friday, April 21, 2023

Some Hard Rock Blues for the Hard Times Ahead

I first heard this song at least 30 years ago, but I never really payed much attention to the lyrics until now. It's really funny, because it's like highly relevant to my current situation. Should I leave Arizona, or should I stay? That is currently the most important question of the day. I knew that the Mormons would screw me. I kind of knew that, because I worked for a Mormon company, even though I knew they were a fucking Satanic cult, and yet I had high hopes that they were in fact in actuality good people, you know clean cut, don't smoke, don't drink, extremely trustworthy, and conscientious, but unfortunately, as I've found from personal experience, that much like the Jews, and much like the Communists, they are in fact, collectively as a people, what I would classify as being extremely hive-minded, status quo thinkers, that just follow orders, and don't really care about doing the right thing, because it's like, you know, above their pay grade. 

Anyway, this is a fun song, and I think I'm going to try to learn how to play it on my ukulele.

 
Original Title: MUSIC BREAK: ONE BOURBON, ONE SCOTCH, ONE BEER (THE HOUSE RENT BLUES) 

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