band practice

I have a song floating around in my head tonight: Row Jimmy, the Grateful Dead. I wish my Limewire was working so I could try to download it. I’m sure not going to wade into my tapes for it. I’m a little tired. But here’s some lyrics … What do they call to mind for you?

Here’s a half dollar if you dare
Double twist when you hit the air,
Look at Julie down below,
The levee doin’ the do-pas-o.

I say row Jimmy row, gonna get there, I don’t know
Seems a common way to go, get
out and row, row, row, row, row.

Broken heart don’t feel so bad,
You ain’t got half of what you thought you had.
Rock you baby to and fro
Not too fast and not too slow.

Well the band practice last night went not so bad. I’d kind of expected the suckage of the thing to hang over the little valley like fallout, killing trees. But I was impressed; some people found their instruments a lot sooner than I did. I sucked, though.