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.

Of chicken, burgers and the sleek Pollock

I had a giant sized lunch today. Too much of what us southern guys might consider delicious ambrosia. In other words, chicken. Goodness gracious, I love chicken, but then again I go for the old powerhouse tradition, the hamburger, also. I enjoyed looking over some rather engaging strong, sensual art late today. I got into some unique Jackson Pollock from the early 1940s. That time frame is a sterling one for we people who dig all sorts of artistic endeavor. Certainly, the stylish work of Bogart and Bacall(two more magical denizens of that era) provides us with good, creative energy fun. The meal will be light tonight. Need some spartan mind-set, right?

Big Saturday, DAWGS, muscle cars

Today is a fine Saturday here in the bustling good work ethic state of Georgia and the great scott (hi l. scott, huge hero in the florida game) marvelous deal is UGA football fires up fresh and filled up with joltin' joy today. The DAWGS scrap with the fellas from Oklahoma State. Looking forward to the work of the sleek receiver, A.J. Green. Tell you people something, Mr. R. has done a great job since leaving Bowden's gridiron combat hq down in north Florida. Lord knows I did so many errands early today but while I was driving my blue, ancient vehicle I was listening to the full, pulsating sensational tones of one of the real blues masters, of course the truly big soul, the one and only Mr. Lightnin' Hopkins. Hearing the man sing about his "big car" and all of its raw, soulful style was such a blast of a total trip as the young men say. Kind of like watching the huge powerhouse of hardnosed good gridiron men like the clever DAWGS that we all get our feisty motors going with. It is such a popping, energetic Saturday. The neighborhood kids are riding their bikes and hollering. This bright big arena of a world here in the Deep South is cram full of huge resounding vitality. Get it on big smokin' jazz and blues wild and wily people. Today is a great time to relish good tailgatin' and what we Georgia guys call the huge one. In other words, I'm saying. the 'good life.'

Grand art of Okinawa, Hopper, Warhol

A little special recipe of sweet culture shock produces delightful electric thrusts in one's brain waves. I used to enjoy seeing the old masters paintings in the museums but then a little later in my life I found myself jumping for joy kind of like listening to early Basie. My joy came about because I got in the know about very brilliantly simplistic artists like the strange genius, the soul known as Edward Hopper. His works possess a sensitive tone that are infused with the vigorous machinations of a very sleek sense of mystery. Then of course there is the clever iconoclast of American art the man named Andy Warhol. Just studying one of his rather regular guy kind of art works can of course refresh the human mind. Culture is such a blend of crafty ideas as well as incredibly depth-filled hours of just looking at all the wondrous stuff. Once in a while I go off into the massive ocean that is the culture of the Japanese. It is so fantastic when one experiences the thrill of seeing the folk dances of Nippon. Of course a huge favorite is seeing the tremendous cultural delights of the Ryukyuan people, those dances are so unusual and full of human interest. It is great this sleek pastiche of grand works coming from Okinawa, in other words the main island of the Ryukyuan archipelago. This fine island is now part of Japan. What a glorious cocktail it is, this grand modern libation that is contemporary culture.

Magnificent, this great time of fall

Right now in my Georgia stompin' grounds the leaves have got so much gold, green brown and a bit of red. A huge cornucopia of all kinds of delicious naturalism. Setting all pistons firing is the fact big football Georgia style is about to spring forth. I got so many memories of the wild games. Never will forget the power running all systems go and the intense gladiator-style defensive units. Listened to some truly steamin' good blues style licks by the great one today. I'm speaking of Mr. Stevie Ray Vaughan. What a man for getting all the right sounds and truly punching it home.It is not too scalding hot today. It's great the big artistic bonanza that is fall has now come upon us. How invigorating is this scenario they call the time of early September.

Some gorgeous, super-happy people

Two beautiful people. That was the grand elegance of the ladies of marvelous acting ability, the fine ones with great flair, of course the enchanting, energetic Cameron Diaz and Christina Applegate. When they worked together in "Sweetest thing' wowee it was such a super delight. The supercharged duo with great hair, they were moving the film enthusiasts of the good old world to new positive delights. Like walking through Nieman stores for a long time. Happy memories just like good Art Blakey drum solos...they energize one's life and like a joyous artist suddenly one has a superior palette of colors to employ in the construction of one's life painting.

Film comedies smack us with max 'Cool'

One of my favorite film people is the witty director, Mel Brooks. The first time I saw his mod western tale, 'Saddles' it blew me away. The zing of his tight, stinging urban comic films is so tantalizing. But truly my favorite Brooks work is the intense, rather incongruous, bizarre 'Young Frankenstein.' The delightful wily, Mr. Wilder is such a bloomin' huge joltin' laugh fest in this thing. It is a true statement we all need a lot more humor. Grand, zinging and so fulfilling film comedy can surely help smooth out the rough edges in our brains.