The Hammock Papers: Woody

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03 July 2024

Released.

The Rock & Roll Rooster released Now Look on this day in 1975.

Barbarians pullin' off "Breathe on Me" ...

20 April 2024

Excellent.

On this day in 1979, The Rock and Roll Rooster released one of the greatest rock albums ever made, Gimme Some Neck.

"Buried Alive"

28 July 2023

Ssssssssstones, "Love in Vain"

Woody!

19 July 2023

Released.

The Stones released Voodoo Lounge on this day in 1994.

"You Got Me Rocking” featuring The High Plains Rifter at 00:59 ...

09 October 2022

On this day in 1981, The Rolling Stones, on their Tattoo You Tour, played the first of two nights at the Los Angeles Memorial Coliseum. The opening attraction was Prince, who, dressed in his controversial bikini briefs and trench coat, scampered off stage after 15 minutes due to the crowd booing and throwing beer cans at him.

13 September 2022

Talented.

Released.

Ronnie Wood released I've Got My Own Album to Do on this day in 1974.

I can hear you calling me
Prettiest girl that I've ever seen

Ronald David Wood, from "I Can Feel the Fire"

05 August 2022

Glimmer.

Ssssssssstones, "Waiting on a Friend"

01 June 2022

Happy Birthday, Woody

Ronnie Wood was born on this day in 1947.

"Seven Days"

I love it when a cover is better than the original.

24 February 2022

Ssssssssstones, "Slipping Away"

Like Mick never happened ...

27 December 2021

Ssssssssstones, "When the Whip Comes Down"

December 18, 1981 ...

14 November 2021

Ssssssssstones, "Slipping Away"

Keith and Woody at their best ...

Goodnight.

22 October 2021

Released.

The 40th-anniversary re-boot of Tattoo You was gloriously released today ...

People say you saw me in Africa
Out in the bush shooting lions
Flew into Nigeria,
Posting the heads online

Woody's slide makes me smile out loud.

26 August 2021

Hang.

"Hang care!" exclaimed he. "This is a delicious evening; the wine has a finer relish here than in the house, and the song is more exciting and melodious under the tranquil sky than in the close room, where the sound is stifled. Come, let us have a bacchanalian chant—let us, with old Sir Toby, make the welkin dance and rouse the night-owl with a catch! I am right merry. Pass the bottle, and tune your voices—a catch, a catch! The lights will be here anon."

Charles Ollier, from "The Haunted Manor-House of Paddington"

For best results, listen to this ... Ssssssssstones, "Under My Thumb"

The euphony transformed me and inundated my soul in a roguish countenance, the likes of which I had know well in younger days. Such impishness soon drove out the complaints of the day.

Umberto Limongiello

24 May 2017

Ssssssssstones, "Beast of Burden"

BARRY HINES

"That's why it makes me mad when I take her out and I'll hear somebody say, 'Look, there's Billy Casper there wi' his pet hawk. I could shout at 'em; it's not a pet, Sir, hawks are not pets. Or when folks stop me and say, 'Is it tame?' Is it heck tame, it's trained that's all. It's fierce, and it's wild, an' it's not bothered about anybody, not even about me, right. And that's why it's great.Look, there's Billy Casper there wi' his pet hawk.' I could shout at 'em. It's not a pet, Sir. Hawks are not pets. Or when folks stop me and say, 'Is it tame?' Is it heck tame, it's trained, that's all. It's fierce, and it's wild, an' it's not bothered about anybody, not even about me right. And that's why it's great." (A Kestrel for a Knave)

WOLFGANG AMADEUS MOZART

"When I am, as it were, completely myself, entirely alone and of good cheer – say travelling in a carriage or walking after a good meal, or during the night when I cannot sleep – it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence, and how, they come I know not ; nor can I force them. Those ideas that please me I retain in memory and am accustomed, as I have been told, to hum them to myself. If I continue in this way, it soon occurs to me how I may turn this dainty morsel to account, so as to make a good dish of it. That is to say, agreeable to the rules of counterpoint, to the peculiarities of various instruments etc. All this fires my soul, and, provided I am not disturbed, my subject enlarges itself, becomes methodised, and defined, and the whole, though it be long, stands almost complete and finished in my mind, so that I can survey it like a fine picture or a beautiful statue at a glance. Nor do I hear in my imagination the parts successively, but I hear them, as it were, all at once. What a delight this is, I cannot tell."

WALT WHITMAN

The spotted hawk swoops by and accuses me, he complains of my gab and my loitering. I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. The last scud of day holds back for me, It flings my likeness after the rest and true as any on the shadow’d wilds, It coaxes me to the vapor and the dusk. I depart as air, I shake my white locks at the runaway sun, I effuse my flesh in eddies, and drift it in lacy jags. I bequeath myself to the dirt to grow from the grass I love, If you want me again look for me under your boot-soles. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.

MARCUS AURELIUS

"Is your cucumber bitter? Throw it away. Are there briars in your path? Turn aside. That is enough. Do not go on and say, 'Why were things of this sort ever brought into this world?' neither intolerable nor everlasting - if thou bearest in mind that it has its limits, and if thou addest nothing to it in imagination. Pain is either an evil to the body (then let the body say what it thinks of it!)-or to the soul. But it is in the power of the soul to maintain its own serenity and tranquility."

VINCENT van GOGH

"What am I in the eyes of most people? A nonentity or an oddity or a disagreeable person — someone who has and will have no position in society, in short a little lower than the lowest. Very well — assuming that everything is indeed like that, then through my work I’d like to show what there is in the heart of such an oddity, such a nobody. This is my ambition, which is based less on resentment than on love in spite of everything, based more on a feeling of serenity than on passion. Even though I’m often in a mess, inside me there’s still a calm, pure harmony and music. In the poorest little house, in the filthiest corner, I see paintings or drawings. And my mind turns in that direction as if with an irresistible urge. As time passes, other things are increasingly excluded, and the more they are the faster my eyes see the picturesque. Art demands persistent work, work in spite of everything, and unceasing observation."