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OK, two things:
First, I had one of THOSE crashes. The external that was my GB files backup was also screwed. So, I have a number of things in bits & pieces strewn across several hard drives and computers. But, I've had my fit about it.
Anyways, what seems like an eternity ago, a brand new MacJammer was haunting the chatline asking if anybody had some blues tracks he could jam over. I had one.
Little did I know how many notches I was going to have to raise my game to keep up with this guy.
My parts on this one still aren't up to Ziti's calibre, but, what's an old hack to do?
This one's for the Doofmeister . . .
Zetes: Doofy wah lede guitar
snow: Doofy vocals, doofish bass, doofed slide guitar
First, I had one of THOSE crashes. The external that was my GB files backup was also screwed. So, I have a number of things in bits & pieces strewn across several hard drives and computers. But, I've had my fit about it.
Anyways, what seems like an eternity ago, a brand new MacJammer was haunting the chatline asking if anybody had some blues tracks he could jam over. I had one.
Little did I know how many notches I was going to have to raise my game to keep up with this guy.
My parts on this one still aren't up to Ziti's calibre, but, what's an old hack to do?
This one's for the Doofmeister . . .
Zetes: Doofy wah lede guitar
snow: Doofy vocals, doofish bass, doofed slide guitar
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Lyrics
Doofy’s Blues
He don’t care, what blows
He don’t wear, new clothes
Just a big blue sheet, draggin’ on the street
As he goes
When conversation gets too heavy, he might take a little snooze
He goes along his on way with the Doofy blues
He haunts, the place
Ain’t seen, his face
Just a creepy kinda presence like the kid from
Outer space
Don’t go messin’ with the ghost-man, you know you’re gonna lose
You may as well accept it, you’ve got Doofy’s blues
He don’t need, no words
Least none, we’ve heard
He communicates in pieces that are all shaken up,
not stirred
Well he don’t do much complainin’ and he ain’t one to accuse
It’s the junction of the planets known as Doofy’s blues
He don’t care, what blows
He don’t wear, much clothes
Just a big blue sheet draggin’ on the street
As he goes
Well, it ain’t meant as a protest cuz he ain’t one to accuse
When the planets come together, it’s called
Doofy’s blues
He don’t care, what blows
He don’t wear, new clothes
Just a big blue sheet, draggin’ on the street
As he goes
When conversation gets too heavy, he might take a little snooze
He goes along his on way with the Doofy blues
He haunts, the place
Ain’t seen, his face
Just a creepy kinda presence like the kid from
Outer space
Don’t go messin’ with the ghost-man, you know you’re gonna lose
You may as well accept it, you’ve got Doofy’s blues
He don’t need, no words
Least none, we’ve heard
He communicates in pieces that are all shaken up,
not stirred
Well he don’t do much complainin’ and he ain’t one to accuse
It’s the junction of the planets known as Doofy’s blues
He don’t care, what blows
He don’t wear, much clothes
Just a big blue sheet draggin’ on the street
As he goes
Well, it ain’t meant as a protest cuz he ain’t one to accuse
When the planets come together, it’s called
Doofy’s blues
is apparently back. Wah this, wah that... pretty soon yur talkin' about a lot of Wah!
Laid back and enjoyable light blues by you two guys who have earned your dues. This is just good(!) music.
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