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The Serenity Garden (journal part II)

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Susan Caldwell
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225 posted 07-28-2004 08:09 AM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

This has been sitting, unattended for too long...

I wish I had something clever to say or a good story to tell.  Truth is I don't tell a good story.  But that is okay because there are so many on here that do.  

Karen?  Joni is almost mine....5 hours to go..

and I am still trying to figure out the meaning of the canary...*sigh* sometimes I can be so slow...

Someone tell a story....


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226 posted 07-28-2004 10:10 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

"Joni is almost mine - 5 hours to go"...

~*~

Seems like there's a story to tell right there, Susan....

please?
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227 posted 07-28-2004 10:19 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Susan, I agree! A journal so full of heart as this, should not be left to gather dust. Unlike my brain, which due to some sort of bug I have picked up in this unpredictable Ontario weather, is ummm...resting.
  Now, what's this about a canary? I'll have to go back and reread some threads. I had a canary once, his name was Sheldon. Wouldn't open his peeper for love nor money for the longest time. Then all of a sudden one day, he just broke into song and refused to shut up. Finally, I just gave him to my grandmother who had a way with her English accent and abrupt manner(she was only 4ft. 10 inches if that), was able to silence Sheldon with a quick "that's enough of that!!"  Tweet Tweet Tweeee!!
  Anyway, yes, someone ... it's story time .. or even some venting would be fine. Speaking of fine ... how is everyone? Able to "shake your booty" now Karen? Oh, my aching head. Tylenol please. Toodles, Chris
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228 posted 07-28-2004 10:21 AM       View Profile for Nightshade   Email Nightshade   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Nightshade's Home Page   View IP for Nightshade

Good Lord! I just realized that my story about Sheldon sounded as if my dear grandmother had "done him in."
No, no....ha ha haaaa. He would just stop singing is all. Oh, off to the couch with me. tsk tsk.
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229 posted 07-28-2004 10:40 AM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

LMAO

no story at all...
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=4026251524&ssPageName=ADME:B:BN:US:1

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230 posted 07-28-2004 11:45 AM       View Profile for Sunshine   Email Sunshine   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Sunshine's Home Page   View IP for Sunshine

Well, that's one way of getting out of writing a little story...So...there's got to be a Joni story - an old beau and a song that matched your steps? C'mon...give it up!
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231 posted 07-28-2004 11:56 AM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

LOL nope I swear...

I kept hearing about Joni Mitchell and thought...well, let me see what all the hub is about and now I am hooked..

Karen told me to get this CD and I couldn't find it anywhere...ENTER EBAY

EBAY ROCKS!!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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232 posted 07-28-2004 01:30 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Susan...I am an eBay junkie, put a higher bid on that CD - your competition is waiting until the last minute to steal it from you.  Either that or wait until 56 seconds left, and bid $10.03 always put a few cents over the dollar as they will be $10.00 or $10.01       Tell you what, I will watch from the sidelines, and scoop it for you if I think she is coming in to take it.

Ask Karen, I can talk to her and bid on stuff at the same time, and still win - it is all in the last minute trust me!
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233 posted 07-28-2004 01:34 PM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

Sharon~

LOL thanks....I have $10.00 on it.  But I feel better with you watching as well...

thanks!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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234 posted 07-28-2004 01:36 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Watching     See, you have to push re-fresh all the time to keep current too.  However, she is a first time bidder too, which means she could not really care about winning.  Either way, we will scoop it!  Got Karen honking barefoot sandals last week  

YEAH!  Susan won!
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LOL

She is all mine!!!

Thank you for watching!!
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236 posted 07-28-2004 01:49 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Susan, It is a "sport" and the numbers after your name show how much you play the game I guess.  You had a "1" and I have "536"   I just love that ebay but it is only good for the buyer.  A seller doesn't make a lot on there by the time ebay and paypal take their fees.  I shop there for shoes and clothes a lot for myself and the kids, plus small antiques for the house, and it is great for electronics, and music.  Like any other thing done in excess it can become an addiction, so I am currently in my own personal version of "Ebay Anonomyous" LOL.
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237 posted 07-28-2004 01:58 PM       View Profile for Susan Caldwell   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Susan Caldwell

I had an account years ago, but hadn't used it.  So I started a new account a couple of weeks ago..

I got an oil painting and this CD so far...

I don't play on it much so I don't think I will be detoxing from it anytime soon...lol

The sport of it I get..lmao..it is too fun!

"cast me gently into the morning, for the night has been unkind"
~Sarah McLachlan~

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Now that Joni is officially yours, Susan...we're all waiting for a story...
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239 posted 07-28-2004 03:02 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

To give you a bit of a base background, my son’s Father was Bill Edmondson, the drummer for the Squires, which was “Neil Young and the Squires”, a band that existed from late 1962-1965, in Winnipeg, Manitoba.  The band dismembered in ’65 and Neil went back to Toronto to be with his Dad, Scott and formed a band called, “The Mynahs. “

When Todd (my son) was born in 1965, Neil was chosen to be Todd’s Godfather, and at the church service some 39 years ago he sang him a song he wrote for him.   Boy, time flies.

So…I promised you a Joni Mitchell/Neil Young story so here is a little one from Nov. 1965.  We were living in the attic of this huge house on Wentworth Street in Winnipeg, and the band as they always did, came back to our house to jam as they would after any gig.  I had just had Todd a few weeks before, and he was still in a crib, (we didn’t have all those fancy contraptions back then,) so I stayed home that particular night, and the guys came back after they played.

This was a HUGE 4 story house and you walked up what seemed forever to get to our attic, which they had turned into an awesome suite.  I just loved that place with its curved and angled ceilings, funny little windows, corridors, and spaces etc.  Below us lived old Mr. Thompson, who was deaf, so it worked out great for the guys to practice at any hour until the lady on the main floor walked up to stop them if it woke her.  Bill, (my husband) had two sets of drums, one was always kept in Neil's hearse, Mort, and one in our living room, so he didn't have to lug them upstairs.  Neil's old gal, (his guitar,) was always over his back wherever he went.

This particular night they had played a club called, "The Fourth Dimension," a kind of beatnik coffeehouse out by the university and drive-in that got a lot of students.  Well…Bill it seemed had brought home just about every performer that worked that night.  Those were the days you got to see several bands or entertainers at one shot.  It was great! However, this was now after 1 in the morning, and I had a new baby.  My clean living room was full of people wishing to jam all night so it seemed, opening up bottles of beer, instruments, and moving pillows to the floor!  I was not in the mood.  I hauled Bill aside and told him to get them out of there and NOW!  Just as we were arguing in the kitchen I heard Neil singing with someone, and told Bill to shush!  They were singing that song I heard a girl sing out at the university rally, that new folksinger, I forgot her name, but I liked her.  I never liked Neil's voice much LOL to be honest, and I looked out and sure enough there was Joni Mitchell, (her real name is Anderson), standing and singing Big Yellow Taxi with Neil.  She married someone that year actually named Mitchell, and she and her daughter moved to Michigan. I had heard she gave her daugther up for adoption, but then they "found" each other so that was good to hear.  I got to see them sing that song again in 1977 live on stage J  She released that song about five or six years later, I think around 1970 or 71, and I bet there are not too many people don’t know it some 40 years later.

So many famous songs were written on our old floor on Wentworth Avenue, many of Neil’s are still being sung today by him and other artists.  (I mean on the floor with a pen as well as being written there.)  Gosh, so many of those “kids” made it to the big time that sat in our living room like Randy Bachman, Burton Cummings.  I often wonder what happened to a lot of those musicians, and singers.  Lots of great talent out of Canada we can sure all be proud of that is for sure.  

I often wonder now if I have been a different type of person back then, and not been so uptight, I bet I could have had a ton of fun.  I tried to mix the corporate world with the music world, and it was like oil and water in those days.  I already had a really good job by that time, (which was to lay the foundation of me getting a better job in the media,) and a reputation I had to be very careful of, so I left Todd’s Father and started my own life. I just remember the good out of those good old times and try to forget the bad.   Seems like each new adventure in my life was a different kind of learning experience that’s for sure.
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"I just remember the good out of those good old times and try to forget the bad."  That's the only way we can see our way through sometimes, Mysteria.  I love this story.  It's enough to make me call my Aunt and have her tell me of her Motown experiences...

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241 posted 07-28-2004 04:06 PM       View Profile for Mysteria   Email Mysteria   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Mysteria

Oh brother Karilea, I have lots of Motown stories too.  Come to think if it, there was a jazz period as well.  

Tina Turner:  When I moved to Vancouver, there was this nightclub, called the Oil Can Harry's and I got myself in with what was thought to be the "in-crowd" at that time, including the owner, Danny. You know the movers and shakers?  Danny would let me dance in a cage after my regular job to make extra money (sure laugh!)  Well Tina Turner had left Ike and was out solo and was booked into Oil Can's for a long haul.  I was SO excited as I loved her.  My friend Marylen's friend, Diane, was a secretary to Tina at that time, so the three of us hung out when her act was in practice, or on stage, and got to go here and there on the weekends if we could get away to go that is.  I have to tell you the absolute truth about Tina Turner, she overwhelmed me then every bit as much as she does now.  She was extremelely spiritual, and got everyone together before each performance to give thanks and ask for a blessing.  She was not once an over-indulger, and trust me I saw tons of them.  She respected the art for arts sake, and could work a crowd like nobody's business.  I respected her then and I do now.  I have always wanted an opportunity to thank her for letting me ride her coatails that one year, just one year in my life that was an important one of learning, and from her.

Now don't you get me started, I have lots of stories like these, and sometimes they are better left as just that - memories.  That was then and this is indeed, now.

Don't suppose anyone knows who Lenny Breau is do they?  Oh lawd, someone gag me.
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Remove the gag, and spill...
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243 posted 07-28-2004 07:51 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

Was the song you heard by that girl folk singer "The Circle Game?"

That was Joni's famous answer to Neil's wistful song, "Sugarmountain"...they had this great tradition of answering each other in verse, and it's a great gift to us all that they did.

and smiling at you--you finally told the story that cemented the beginnings of our friendship, so I thank you muchly...

This lady has some fabulous stories, folks...

whining and begging mysteria, tell the one about babysitting for Burton Cumming's kids!

and working for that radio station in the sixties...

and FABIAN!

and woodstock!

and, and, and...

sigh.

(This lady has MY book in her!)

giggle..

and Susan, remember now--People's Parties.

Everytime you hear that one you must think of me.

Enjoy, lady!



and Motown? oh yes...I grew up with four older brothers and sisters so I have had quite the eclectic musical education myself...

the place was a madhouse.
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244 posted 07-28-2004 09:14 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

and here ya go folks, a story from the madhouse.



*  *  *

I used to sing "The Circle Game" while my brother played guitar.

He loved my voice, and I loved his guitar playing.

We had that "perfect fit" of comradery, and although I am so shy I can't even perform karoke, there was just something about the way he nodded at me that gave me the comfort zone I needed, and I would sing for him. We were buddies that shared some unspoken bond of "outlaw" and I would borrow from his bravado and sing proudly--I knew that no one would dare to laugh or even criticize me with my brother present.

He was a huge strong man, who boasted chameleon biker nicknames--"sasquatch" and sometimes "Brutus". The monikers belied the sensitivity that was apparent when he played, tears sometimes streaming down his cheeks. He was considered quite mad by many, but I understood how much of his frustration was spawned by the dichotomy of his very being. He was consistently judged by his appearance. Inwardly a poet and philosopher, he was forced to learn to fight due to an outer wrappering of danger.

"When somebody has something to prove," he confided to me, "They gotta take the big man down."

and sadly, that was him.

He was not at home in his skin, and I was not at home in mine, and we understood that about each other.

He was a vagabond, and would take off for periods of time, and we never knew where he might end up, or when he'd return.

I was just a child but I remember when a musical war erupted in our home regarding "Beach Boys" vs. "Beatles".

My eldest sister was a Beatles fan--a go-go dancer girl complete with white boots, dancing on a local television show every Saturday. Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band had just been released, and my brother was outraged that the Beach Boys "Pet Sounds" had been overshadowed by the ongoing Beatlemania. This argument continued until John Lennon's infamous statement regarding being "bigger than God." My sister, being a good girl go-go dancer, promptly joined the fracas of record burning and my brother was gleeful.

Oh, not because he endorsed such madness. But the fact that my sister did completely proved his point that she was "clueless."

There were more musical wars amongst them--my other brother had signed allegiance with Wilson Picket over James Brown, as "twist" later discovered Deep Purple, and painted a dayglo fireball on her wall.

and me? shrug--I thought it was all good (I even enjoyed Tijuana Taxi) but by the time I was ten, I was immersed in Bob Dylan and belatedly followed a folk movement that spoke to my love of poetry. By the age of ten I was saving my allowance to purchase my Rolling Stone mag, and pilfering my brothers beat poet books. He and I even had an argument regarding that. It wasn't because I was surreptiously reading his books, but he had recently discovered Rod McKuen. He wanted me to read Rod. I tried, I truly did, but even then I had this desire for words that "bite"--and I felt even then that Rod couldn't compare to Jack Kerouac and Allen Ginsberg. But my brother was always adamant in his opinion, so he persisted.

*  *  *

So y'see, we didn't just argue over music either. The following occurred when I was a little older, but not much.


I used to keep one of those plastic parson's tables by my bed, and as is still my habit, I would place whatever beverage, cigarettes, and an ashtray there as I read myself to sleep. (shush about the age and my smoking, I KNOW--cough, hack hack)

One morning I woke up and even in my state of half-sleep, I immediately noticed that my dog-eared Kerouac was gone! In it's place was a collection of Rod McKuen.

I don't wake happy to begin with, and it was in that state that I flew out to find my brother having coffee in the kitchen with my mom.

"Where is it? I know you have it!"

He was smiling but acting innocent.

"Missing something?"

"Give it back!" I demanded, protesting, "Mooooooooooooom! Make him give it back!"

She was completely puzzled.

"Give it back," she shrugged to my brother, then, thinking for a second she thought to ask: "Kerouac? What is that--is that some kind of dope"

She narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

I yelled "NO!" as my brother yelled "YES!" before he collapsed in his coffee laughing hysterically.


*  *  *

Later on, he gave me both books, and said, "Just give it a shot after your hormones settle down."


*  *  *

I miss Keith so bad...and yep, my poor parents!


Sheesh.



All in all, not a bad bohemian upbringing I guess.
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Hey you!  I'm not THAT old!  I babysat Burton (or watched is a better word), not his kids!  (You know...I don't even know if he has any but if he does and they take after him, I will sure pray for him through I recall telling you Rhoda or  didn't like to leave him alone as he was a dangerous kid. I actually knew him, and his Mom long before Neil or Bill. I was only 16 then and he was 13 or 14,  but the lad needed "direction"  so she paid me to make sure he didn't light her house on fire, literally. She was a single parent and a darn good one.

I met Bill before Neil too as Burton took a spot that opened in The Guess Who when Chad Allen and Bob someting left that group.  I remember this really tall base player named Ken, (who ended up being the base player for the Squires), Chad Allen,(another musician Bill played with), and Burton gave it a shot too once out of his Grandmother's garage.  They used to load all their equipment into her beautiful black convertible, and head off to play at school dances.   There were so many bands at that time with people who are well-known now but they sure did not end up where they started.  All of a sudden one day things started shifting radically, some left the  band they were in to get paid solo, Randy started producing as well as writing and playing, and members from different fragmented bands starting joining forces with another bands.  Neil decided to get a new hearse, which he still was named, Mort, and left town period.  He never looked back and as an artist I was never really crazy about him, but his aptitude as a writer and a musician are darn hard to match.  Like the lines go, "It was the best of times and the worst of times."  I unfortunately got into a life that was just way to crazy for me, drugs just didn't interest me.  I kissed them all goodbye and headed to the states and a career in radio and television for a while

Karen, I am sure there are many here who attended that great art and music fair in Sullivan county, that famous Aug. 14th?  I would love to change stories with anyone who was there anytime via email, but this is your journal not mine.  Thank you for letting me trip the light fantastic down memory lane though. I have taken far too many "pages" but will return another time with some stories for you.
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246 posted 07-28-2004 09:35 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

*ahem*

This happens to my INTERACTIVE journal...

and?
gleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

I knew you'd tell the story if only to correct my um, "error" of age...



gawd I love ya lady!

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247 posted 07-28-2004 10:08 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

and um, Kari, Mysteria, forgive me in advance for this, but may I quote you--twice?

Mysteria quotes # 1:  

"Now don't you get me started, I have lots of stories like these, and sometimes they are better left as just that - memories.  That was then and this is indeed, now.

grinning wicked now---and?

Karilea/Sunshine quote #2:

"Remove the gag, and spill... "


and chuckling, I'll exit now, quoting the stones:

"If ya start me up, I'll never stop."

bwahahahahaha



(and I came back to edit, thanks for the pointer, friend)

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Karen you sound so much better!!  I'm so pleased.  

Sharon!!  You know Fabian????  The Fabian Forte???

Oh gawd!!  I was like SO in love with him!!!

*Nancy exits to look through her old 45's..
knowing full well he must have had a least one hit record!*

Aha!!  "Turn me Loose" I knew it!

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249 posted 07-28-2004 11:17 PM       View Profile for serenity blaze   Email serenity blaze   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for serenity blaze

You've got that?



Do you know what you can get for that on EBAY???





 
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