Labor Day, Chagall, Monet and Renoir

All sorts of brain waves are poppin' today. First, Labor Day is here again, coming on early in the morning. It brings a flood of memories cause it makes me remember what it is to be a southern man and to respect the work ethic. It is so good and real and most of all I recall what my grandfather said about respecting the value of working hard and Lord as a man of the Depression he sure knew what this wild thing called life truly means. Went to church today, a grand place in fine university environs. Heard a superior, soprano solo. The woman was so beautifully great. Thought about how marvelous our music can be with all its very intricate layers of gorgeous sounds, at times gospel, a bit of blue notes and a terrific zesty modernism that suddenly shows up giving us the vibrant surprise. The church had communion today and one old man had trouble walking but fantastically he hung in there and in his own way he was there for all to see...a symbolic representation of southern soul. After lunch I got into some art fun cause I looked over some of the imaginative works of Monet, Renoir and even the elegant perhaps a bit of a mystery persona, the vital one of intrigue, Mr. Marc Chagall. The brain is driving fast now kind of like welcome to good 'ole NASCAR, buddy. Yesterday, the DAWGS had problems but oh well. Hope things get better soon. Indeed, there is nothing quite like Labor Day, a good day for thinking over life's treasures. Those excellent vibes that flow into us from art, film, jazz, blues and culture can fill our big glass up just right. Get some good times today, people.