The grown folks here at my house went out for dinner at a local spot. Ocean breezes, aided by fans with misters, kept the outdoor seating comfortable as a local musician sang, played harmonica and guitar and took us for a trip down musical memory lane. Hubby and I compared lists of what bands and musicians we had seen live over our lifetimes. His list was worlds different than mine - suburban white girl music vs urban black kid decades ago. Yet as we mentally flipped through the collection of record albums (yep, old school vinyl), there were a few duplicates. Bob Scaggs for one. I saw him in high school at Blossom Music Center in Cleveland. And guess what? He is still touring. Check out his website here.
So let's start your week with a little groove music - how about some Lowdown?
You ain't got to be so bad, got to be so cold
This dog eat dog existence sure is getting old
Got to have a Jones for this
Jones for that
This runnin' with the Joneses, boy, just ain't where it's at, no, no
And now, back to your regularly scheduled programming. :)