This one is for Swing
>.......................................................
There was this lone survivor who washed up on the shores of an
isolated sandy shored, South Pacific Island.
He was nurtured and brought back to health...
When he awakened he was nestled in the fair chocolate arms of a native
beauty.
Yes I said chocolate...pay attention.
He could barely hear the soft shuffling of the surf breaking against
the distant reef as the monotonous sounds of a drum beating and
beating all hours of the day and night obscured his every waking
moment.
He asked Shambibi, the cute one, (ie: nurturer) why the
drums....constantly?
Beating and beating and beating.
She said:
When drums stop......BIG EVIL COME!
It was an ideal life, little work, dancing and singing and eating, and
other South Pacific things...naked people of incredible loveliness,
with perfect manners, outstanding customs and immense kindness.
But the drums, the damned drums....
Again he asked why the drums were constantly beating.
He got the same answer again:
When drums stop....GREAT EVIL COME!
Reclining beneath the breadfruit tree he could see into the sun
saturated, crystalline seas.
Fish darting, strange and beautiful....brilliant colors but again the
drums, on and on and on.
Come on, Shambibi why the drums?
When the drums stop....GREAT EVIL COME.
I know, I know, what evil?
When drums stop......BANJO SOLO.
On Nov 26, 3:18=A0pm, Peter Huebner <[email protected]> wrote:
> In article <[email protected]>,
> [email protected] says...
>
>
>
> > When drums stop......BANJO SOLO.
>
> Aaawww c'mon! I _like_ Pete Seeger (although I haven't heard anything by
> or from him in 15 years or so) ...
>
> -P.
Check out: http://www.peteseeger.net/
Picture on the right in the header is the way I recall him from my
days in Albany, NY: I moved from there in 1972, though.
He's got to be older than Moses, but I didn't check his age.
Apparently, he's still performing.
Lew Hodgett wrote:
[snip]
There was a pretty fair picker in the Lester, Earl, & the Foggy Mountain
Boys Orchestra and Chorus. Earl used be a Monroe Bluegrass Boy and they
seem to be able to come up with some good 'uns (Drumright, Jordan,
Yarbrough, etc.). For all around entertainment value, try the Dillards
with Rodney on banjo. Think I may settle down with some CDs this morning.
sincerely,
Uncle Pen
In article <[email protected]>,
[email protected] says...
>
> When drums stop......BANJO SOLO.
>
Aaawww c'mon! I _like_ Pete Seeger (although I haven't heard anything by
or from him in 15 years or so) ...
-P.
On Nov 26, 12:11=A0pm, "Lew Hodgett" <[email protected]> wrote:
> This one is for Swing>...................................................=
....
>
> There was this lone survivor who washed up on the shores of an
> isolated sandy shored, South Pacific Island.
>
> He was nurtured and brought back to health...
>
> When he awakened he was nestled in the fair chocolate arms of a native
> beauty.
>
> Yes I said chocolate...pay attention.
>
> He could barely hear the soft shuffling of the surf breaking against
> the distant reef as the monotonous sounds of a drum beating and
> beating all hours of the day and night obscured his every waking
> moment.
>
> He asked Shambibi, the cute one, (ie: nurturer) why the
> drums....constantly?
>
> Beating and beating and beating.
>
> She said:
>
> When drums stop......BIG EVIL COME!
>
> It was an ideal life, little work, dancing and singing and eating, and
> other South Pacific things...naked people of incredible loveliness,
> with perfect manners, outstanding customs and immense kindness.
>
> But the drums, the damned drums....
>
> Again he asked why the drums were constantly beating.
>
> He got the same answer again:
>
> When drums stop....GREAT EVIL COME!
>
> Reclining beneath the breadfruit tree he could see into the sun
> saturated, crystalline seas.
>
> Fish darting, strange and beautiful....brilliant colors but again the
> drums, on and on and on.
>
> Come on, Shambibi why the drums?
>
> When the drums stop....GREAT EVIL COME.
>
> I know, I know, what evil?
>
> When drums stop......BANJO SOLO.
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There is a version of that nugget that goes:
he finally blurts out: "Those drums sound terrible!!"
and she says: "well, he's not our regular drummer."
http://www.instantrimshot.com/
"Swingman" wrote:
> Wheeew! ... thought for a minute there you were going to say BASS
> SOLO! :)
Had to keep an aura of suspense<G>.
> Known fact: A dog will follow a banjo player around and keep
> everyone uncertain as to which is responsible for the odor.
Wonder if Pete Seeger and Ricky Skaggs know that?
Lew
"Lew Hodgett" wrote in message
news:[email protected]...
> This one is for Swing
> When drums stop......BANJO SOLO.
Wheeew! ... thought for a minute there you were going to say BASS SOLO! :)
Known fact: A dog will follow a banjo player around and keep everyone
uncertain as to which is responsible for the odor.
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