Mar 2018
Out here on the Arkansas Delta Swamp there’s a little patch of green grass behind my house that I lie on when summer days are long and warm. It’s in the evening, just as the mountains swallow that raging sun, the swamp behind our house comes to life.
It all starts jumpin’ about 7:18 Greenwich Mean Time (GMT) or as I refer to it as Good Music Time. I just lie there, close my eyes, fold my arms across my chest and take in the performance that’s about to cut loose. And when I hear that fat Arkansas bull frog flop up on that lily pad podium, I hear him croak out some throaty instructions to the orchestra to start warmin’ up.
And after a few minutes of this warmin’ up period, that Frog taps his cat tail baton on the podium to get everyone’s attention. That’s when my ****** muscles contract and out comes a big toothy smile. I hear him give a throat clearing “herrrhem” and everyone has fixed eyes on that big bull frog as he lifts his baton towards the sky.
-To Be Continued
It all starts jumpin’ about 7:18 Greenwich Mean Time (GMT) or as I refer to it as Good Music Time. I just lie there, close my eyes, fold my arms across my chest and take in the performance that’s about to cut loose. And when I hear that fat Arkansas bull frog flop up on that lily pad podium, I hear him croak out some throaty instructions to the orchestra to start warmin’ up.
And after a few minutes of this warmin’ up period, that Frog taps his cat tail baton on the podium to get everyone’s attention. That’s when my ****** muscles contract and out comes a big toothy smile. I hear him give a throat clearing “herrrhem” and everyone has fixed eyes on that big bull frog as he lifts his baton towards the sky.
-To Be Continued
