Deck The Halls!

So, who doesn’t like to go caroling around the neighborhood! We started out with ♫Deck The Halls♫. How was I to know the first house of neighbors name WAS “The Halls”, and that Joe would actually deck them. Joe got mad when he thought we were telling him to put on Don's clothes because his own apparel was gay. Actually, they were very happy, joyous clothes. He just didn't get it.And, by the time we got to the “Boughs” house next door? Things had become even stranger. Mr. Bough had hung his wife Holly on the front door and called her Wreath-a. He thought she was harping at him by calling him an ancient troll so I guess he striked the harp alright! And, to top it off? Yul? Well, he was all decorated with flashing lights and caught himself on fire. We def saw the blazing Yul before us! We had to put him out and then get fa la la away! Lesson? Never underestimate the power of literal song interpretation. Next year? We’re singing “Silent Night”! Be neighborly wherever you are. Life is interpreted by each person uniquely. And, be happy! Don your gay smile. And, don't take things the wrong way. Even if meant the wrong way. Choose to take things the jolly way 'stead of the folly way. Have a fun month. Oh. And, yes. My wreath I made has skates and roses on them. Oh. One more thing. Our Christmas song is in first comment with story. Signed, She Sleighs You

It Takes Bulbs!

And, it's Monday. Again! And, it's been frosty here in Florida. Yay. And, this is a frosty creamer that was my Great Grandma's. I always get it out for a Christmas decoration with some lil bulbs to add color. Have a fun Friday. It's easy to get down or lose your cool round this time of year with all our busy-ness and minding your own business. It takes bulbs. And lots of praying. So, stay frosty. Keep others in mind. Give them love steada giving them the bizness. Me? I don't mind if you stop by and give me the bizness at www.basicband.biz You'll find some frosty music on our new CD. It will help you keep your cool. And, if you get our CD, you get our Christmas dl free. Signed, She Don't Mind Your Bizness

Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow or Sometime? Hello?

Well, hello Today. Whatcha got for me? You know, sometimes, we look at Today through Tomorrow's window. Which is hazy and can leave us in fear of the not knowing. Today is what we got. Open the window and let it in. And fear and anxiety out. I know... Easier said than done. But what can we change or accomplish by worry? Nothing. What can we change or accomplish by not? Everything. Worry keeps us from living Today by hiding in Yesterday and Tomorrow. And thinking about that day called Sometime. Signed, Hello!

She Struts Her Cuff!

Most of the time I write, it's off the cuff. But, I do go back over it to make sure you won't fall down or have to sit down or run away from reading it. PIMP LOL. And, also, that it makes your daily walk a lil funner. Puts a bounce in your step. Swagger in your jagger. Tude in your mood. Oh. And, here is one of my poems called YET. Signed, She Struts Her Cuff

HUSTLE, BUSTLE & GETTING THE LED OUT!

Mowing hopefully for last time this season [our 2nd May & Spring] and cleaning up the yard and cutting back the hedges early because we have a lot of other stuff to do today. And, after a month and a half since Irma hit, amongst all the hustle and bustle and getting the Led out, we're still finding shingles. 252 now. So I guess you could say that 🎶there's abustle in our hedgerow, don't be alarmed now, It's just a spring clean for the May queen. Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run, there's still time to change the road you're on. And it makes me wonder.🎶 Have a fun day. During these months, we all get caught up in the hustle and bustle and sometimes find ourselves going down the wrong road. It's never too late to change. Speaking of change? Time for this queen of hustle to clean up and change before I get all in a bustle. Time for the wonder of music. Signed, Because She Knows All That Glitters Is Not Gold

Trace's Place For Homemade B'logna: Rugs & Rugged Souls!

Trace's Place For Homemade B'logna: Rugs & Rugged Souls!: The thing about sweeping things under the rug? They tend to pile up. Whether it's about forgiveness or facing conflict, it takes a ru...

Rugs & Rugged Souls!

The thing about sweeping things under the rug? They tend to pile up. Whether it's about forgiveness or facing conflict, it takes a rugged soul to call themselves on the carpet and deal with it. Nobody wins The Sweeps-Under-The-Rug-Stakes. Signed, She Cuts A Rug When The Pile Gets Thick

Trying Cycles!

This photograph of my Mom, my brother Larry with a toy guitar in his hand and a tricycle explains it all. Before I could walk or talk or play proper, I was chasing after guitars. PIMP LOL. Don't ya just love the way my foot is planted firmly on top of the other foot. I was putting my foot down declaring "Give me that guitar and THEN I'll walk for ya!" I tried to tell them I was diff. Ya know, my daughter could sing before she could talk or walk? Yep. Musicians... They play differently. Have a fun Friday. Keep trying. Life can be trying. It's all about trying and cycles. And the trying cycles. If you fall, you get up. Try again. Keep trying. Keep cycling. Never tire of doing good. Signed, She's A Spokesman For Uh... Music & Amusing & Uh...Music-ing

The Boys!

Hanging with the guys today. We all know a lot of BILLS, right? Paying the BILLS for keeping the house lit, the water running and such. Then, a few hours with my WASHINGTONS and JEANS. As in, WASHING TONS of JEANS. How bout RUSSELL? Then, a few moments with my JOHNS? They get flushed. Then RUSSELL up some CHUCK for the fam. I KEN do all that. Mark my words, because after thise guys, I am SCOTT free to test MIKE and CORD by singing to them. BUZZ and MARSHALL might show up. Later, in PJS, I may HOWELL at the moon. Because, sometimes, when life is on the FRITZ and PHIL'd with too many things to do, we get HARRY-ed or look for a PAT answer. ROGER that! Me? Every day, I ask God to GRANT me the strength to accomplish what needs doing so that I may adVANCE to a better Tracy. I am beHOLDEN to Him for that. You can too, if you JUAN to. TAYLOR your talk to God from the heart. Personal. When we leave him out, it's a TRAVISty! I deCLAREnce! We mostly wait til we're too TUCKER'd out to talk. Have a fun weekend. I WILL just KURT, see? And, smile and hope this PIERCES HUGH. Oh, and DART by to get our new CD at www.basicband.biz. HUGH WILL be conVINCE'd. That we're the real DYL'N I'm not JOSH'n ya. Signed, She Has A Guys-er Of Words

Eggsactly On Purpose!

I cracked a bunch of yokes this morn during breakfast and I ain't being funny here. I dropped 3 eggs and scrambled them between the stove and refrigerator. Yep. In nasty no man's land. The place you only dare go when you get new appliances and find missing utensils amongst the grease and dust ruins. Did I flip? Only a lil. My sunny side was just getting up. Have an eggsuberant Sunday. Sometimes, you gotta go places you don't wanna go to finally get to a place where you don't have egg in your face. Life isn't always over easy, right? Oh. And, the pillow on my chaise? It used to be a velvet shirt that I loved. Well, I loved the soft material and texture but not the design. So, I repurposed it into a soft pillow for my head. On purpose. Do something today. On purpose. Eggsactly! Signed, See You On The Flipped Out Side

When You Knew You Blue it!

If you took a peek thru the fence of her soul, you'd see her thinking. What's she thinking bout? "I'm so thrilled for the friends who've bought our new CD and hope it blue their mind. And continues to blue them away. For years to come." If you haven't yet gotten it, jump off the fence. And head to www.basicband.biz/cd-ringtone. If you're a local, message me to stop by. Our music is diff. A bit of grounded roots meets reach for the sky. We all been in a place where we blew it. Knew it. Grew from it. We just go 1 step further and blue it. With song. Signed, If She Blew It, Then She Blue It

CAUGHT-SHIN! THE ASSFAULT ENDS HERE

I like to be ready for anything and improv when it comes to life or music, etc. Be ready to make quick decisions. But, there's something to be said about quiet, slow, confidence and experience.And using our brains. The last time I threw caution to the wind, it snuck up behind me, bit me on the butt, walked all over me and caught me in the shin. Caughtshin. Tripped me up. Threw me for a loop. I was def stunned and loopy for a bit. So, for some big things that may take me down some past roads, I ass myself? Does the assfault end here? Because it's my own butt fault if I don't take caughtshin. And, repeat a mistake. Now? I tend to throw my doormat to the wind. And, put out a welcome sign, instead. Oh. I still make quick decisions when needed, but I now use my "CAUGHT-SHIN! THE ASSFAULT ENDS HERE" philosphy. Have a fun, shindig of a weekend. Oh. And, I put 2 new songs up on my page this week. Now, working on our physical CD's to sell when we go out and on our website. Lotsa work. So I took a lil guitar break. PIMP LOL. I was thinking about how much work needs done on our other 2 new songs. Well, to size it up? More than a lil guitar. Have a lil fun this weekend. Signed, She shinDIGS Deep

Under Thee Influence?

In my old days of partying, I used to close places. So, we were playing at a place on Tuesdays cuz now playing music IS how we party. Well, they closed down. We always wanted to play & close places, but only for the night. I mean, standing room only kinda night. Not standing outside only. Knocking down doors to see us. Not locking down doors so we can't get in. PIMP LOL. Life can be sobering. Experiencing it w/o drugs/alcohol might be excruciatingly hellish at times? But, being our best & being filled with God's power is a heaven a lot better than being filled with altering influence. Me? I like the altar influence. Signed, She's Always Under Thee Influence

Screech Owls & Chalkboards!

There's somethin bout sayin your age out loud that sounds like a friggin piece of chalk hitting wrong on a chalkboard. How old? Screeeech. For years, I've seen the age I think I can get away with on a chalkboard in my mind. Oh, I may erase and chalk up a new one every few years. It's the only place I allow myself to tell a lil white lie. With white chalk. God knows about it. I may have had to clap the erasers outside a time or 2. But owlch!! No wonder people think I'm crazy to dress like I want and still wanna sing and have a band. I get it. But, I chalk it up to Screech Owl wisdom. Because owls look smart with their big eyes that look like they have glasses on and are good hunters in the dark, and I do try to hunt light in the dark. And, screech wisdom because If I went by the world's age to quit being young, I'd screech. Again. Owlch. Oh. And, I clapped the erasers on my board so you can't see my age. Just know owl be young for awhile. Signed, She's Old School & A Wise Butt

MY SHTICK: UH, DYSFUNCTIONAL OR ASSISTFUNCTIONAL?

I may be lil and a lil old-fashioned, but I carry a big shtick. Have a fun day. Here's some of homemade shtick humor for today: Uh, dysfunctional & assistfunctional explained. Here goes. Well, all of us and our families all a lil dysfunctional, right? All needin assistance from above and within to function, right? Uh...yes! I like to say our fam is assistfunctional cuz uh... dysfunctional sounds so warped. Assistfunctional sounds faith inspiring. There are other times we are blissfunctional [oblivious to life's horrors], wishfunctional [functioning on the well wishes of others and wanting to please them], listfunctional [can't function without a list, that's me always], misfunctional [kind of like a misfire, almost functional], pissedfunctional [anger keeps us going] and finally riskfunctional [when it's risky for you to even wander out in the world. Have a functional day. How do I funktion? With a lil assist and a lil funk! Signed, She Carries Her Shtick To All Funktions

Bumps & Beat!

I was talkin to someone this evening 'bout bumps in the road. Roads off the beaten path. I'm pretty much one of those "off the beaten path" kind of people when it comes to anything. Sometimes, I go off the beaten path and beat the odds. But, then other times, things get a lil bumpy and I feel beaten. Tho, I do try to stay upbeat. Mostly. Def not perf by a zillion heartbeats. But, unless I go off that beaten path, I won't know what I can beat. Don't that beat all. We gotta have an "I can beat this" attitude with everything. A beat-itude. Beatitude. Be in the attitude of grace and blessed be's! Well, blessed beats. Signed, And The Beat Goes On

Mother Trucker!

Saw my dream truck on our way home from graduation and moving our daughter back home. Look at those cool side windows. Got me thinking... We have been sharing a car for 17 years. Many reasons, but not because we don't work very hard. I got sick a few years back and almost died. What I could have done if I hadn't gotten sick... But, what I can do because I did... We lost a lot. Mostly, all of our money. To keep me alive. But, we still have each other. God. Music. My daughter is going to get a job helping youngsters and still sing. And, we share our music out and on social media to make a diff. Husband still a day job in drafting to live. Work on music in our spare evenings, weekends. Recording, learning. So we can take it out to the streets. I always say it's not the church building. It's the building up the church. People. Our church is the world. And, my writing stories I share to lift others up, hoping one day to make a decent living and have a 2nd vehicle. We have sacrificed much to do what we think is important to God. Put a friend thru school when I worked at the Space Center and made a huge living. Paid off debts and got others out of jams. Jail, etc. Lots of secret stuff between us and God. I don't complain. I won't complain. These few things we were so pleased to do. Wish we could do more. No. I will pray, though. And, keep working hard, doing our best. To get a truck or something to get around in. My broom is old. PIMP LOL. And, to really be able to do so much more out there. To keep on truckin. Til then, our vehicle is faith. And, we pop a lot of reallys! SIGNED, She's A Mother Trucker

Hidden Prisons!

So, here's a Flash Back Friday. We were heading out to Tomoka State Prison with our band and Sam was telling me I didn't need to captivate the audience because they were already captive. And, they couldn't leave. I told him, "very funny, but that I was going to kill it and he better not murder the songs. Or, we'd leave him there." But, really? We love doing the music thing for all. We've all beenprisoners of something. With real jail bars. Yes. Been there. Or, hidden bars. Yes. Been there. And, we're all forgiven. Just some should not get out. Anyways, the funniest part of the whole night, which was Christmas Eve, was my song set selection. Well, just 1 song was inappropriate. We decided to do a couple Christmas songs before our rock original set. Well, we started our first song... 🎶Everybody likes to take a holiday, everybody likes to take a rest, spending time together with the family...🎶 When I got to that word it hit me. These guys can't take a holiday, spend time with fam and we shouldn't be singing this. Well, I stopped the song, burst out laughing and apologizing, making up funny jokes like I do. It touched my heart to see these hardened guys, criminals, murderers, etc., laughing and being forgiving and smiling. Everyone was hysterical. Anyways you get it. It was a crime the song I picked, but it really worked out just being real. Just letting God work. Have a fun weekend. Try not to kill anybody. A slap or semi strangle ok. JK. PIMP LOL. Forgiveness... Thank you for that Jesus. And, removing even our hidden prison bars. Signed, She Killed A Song

Have You Ever Been Lonely (One Heart remake) by the b.a.s.i.c. band

Figment of Pigment!

I have this old white shirt that I want to bring back to life. Want to dye it. I can see it a pretty antique blue like this wall. But, right now? That's just a pigment of my imagination. PIMP LOL. Have a fun day. Imagine. Til figment is faith. It'll bring you back to life. Break down walls.  Oh. And, just some thoughts today about "ifs, ands or buts". When someone's always giving you "ifs, ands or buts"? Maybe you should be done. Quit butting heads. We sometimes hug the ifs and hold hands with the ands, In fear. Abandon fear. God says gift instead of if. Hand instead of and. Use your gift. Lend your hand. No more ifs or ands. Or, you'll just end up kissing their buts. OK. Have a fun day. Bless someone with a kiss, a hug or hold their hand. Be real. No ifs, ands or butts. Or buttin heads. Or buttheads. PIMP LOL. Signed, She Blows Kisses To Throw Off Disses and She's Just A Blues Pigment Of Your Music Figment

Happy Valentine's Day!

Happy Valentine's Day to all y'all guys and ladies. Sharing my dress up photograph and story and our jazzy, bluesy, fun, love song. Not your garden variety kind of song. Though, it is about Adam and Eve! PIMP LOL. Have a fun week. Play dress up. You're never too old to play. Or dress up. Here's the song with a touch of garden humor. So, watch for it. Play along with us. Tell me what the joke is. https://youtu.be/mGUDIwTu6Es And, here's my story to go with this from Sunday. In the grand scheme of things, things are not always what they scheme. What do you call the plans that someone designs, goes at it, for no good? Their scheme-atit! PIMP LOL. But! God knows the plans he has for us. Build a brick house with His plans. Don't be fooled by the cheaper stick house scheme-atit that easily tears down. The Great Designer builds. By designs. And, by de wonders. PIMP LOL. Awesome church today. Come hell or high water, we get to the building on Sunday so that we can get to the building up all week. Because hell and high water does come. Oh. And, the photogapher is Sam on my new cam from our girl. Funny shadows on my face and dress. But, then they cover the flaws. There's a song there... Speaking of songs? Working on some new sets for playing out. Put our website in comments. Signed, She's A Brick House Built With A Shtick Scheme-atit