10/05/08
- It's my special bride's 33rd birthday (plus or minus whatever). Precious, I don't have my music studio, or even a mic for my computer, so I got some help from some folks on the web - an album just for you, dear, courtesy of your second love, YouTube - a gift made just for you. Reads like a story so take it from the top and work your way down, down, down …
Happy Birthday, Lisa, Here's the only song I can’t f_n sing right …
Yes, that was dedicated to you. And in fact, it’s all about you, Lisa …
How it all began, Lisa … err, well, not exactly …
Nuther try, Lisa …
Ahhh, yes. I'm not the worst there is. I feel much better now. Baby love, Lisa …
I told you I had friends on the web. I didn't say that any of them were sane. Yes, I need you, Bernard. Here's one that does my style. You drive me crazy, yeah, … you know I never lie
Oh Lisa, Days and Weeks and Months and Years. It would be so meaningless without you.
Can't hold you in. I know you can find your home here. The story of Lisa.
She wanted to go home. Her home was in a deeper place, a quiet place, beyond, outside where she could play, where she could be free. Maybe this life didn't offer her that place at all.
Looking through Lisa’s Eyes,
When music is a fifth and a minor sixth and a minor fourth you don't like it. Do you? Well, perfect harmony isn't what song life wrote anyway. Just know I love you still. I love Lisa’s Broken Hallelujiahs ...
'It's real but enuff sad stuff. Here's a story 'bout Bardell and Liza Jane, where we got them walking boots,
Thought that might cheer you up, Liza. And now that you're up, and in touch with your African roots, here's a motivator. You go gurl!!!
Yeah, I know "Left Eye" got killed in a crash. All fledgling musicians do and then they get famous. So sad, but this one is dedicated to my Lisa. Keep your head to the sky.
Phil did a pretty good job with this next one. If only I had my recording equipment. I mighta coulda dun this myself ... but like all these others it's dedicated to you, Lisa …
OK. He sucks, but he's better than me, so which would you rather have?
More our style, Lisa, Dance!
To be perfectly honest , I could have recorded this very easily with the equipment I used to have and we could have been boogying all day long to the beat. Speaking of beat - every time my heart beats I feel that love itch and I just can't scratch it.
That was so very white. So here's a lil, R&B. OK, this was to a different Lisa. And you’re no shorty, but you’re my Lisa an’ I’m with you, with you, with you, with you … and I'm into you . Just pretend its me singin' it k?
That was true. Did you know that some of these songs reflect how I really feel about you? Can I share something deep with you? Some thoughts and feelings I share here …
Hmmm. Why don't I have my own mic? I wanna grow old with you, Lisa
Here's another tune I borrowed. Guess you know it's from "my generation."I’m sorry for how I’ve blown it. I need you. God I need you. You know I need you …
A little more serious stuff. Here is a song dedicated to Lisa Thao Xiong. (Pronounced “Do Song”). OK, OK, I get it. You like music. I'll do songs. Sung with many tears and sincere conviction. You’re the reason …
Oh, how I wish you knew how true that song is for me, dear. But maybe with time …
On a lighter note, it's time for "The Lisa Song" Yes, that's a little bit like the "the Bunny Song." Would you like to go to BK or would you prefer chicken pie for your birthday? We can use my VISA card.
Don't get all uptight. You know you’re totally skinny compared to her. And yes, that was a bit vulgar. Oh blah, blah. I think you get the idea that I like you. OK. And it's your birthday. Right? So, hey, that was for you. Get used to it.
But of course, all good story albums must come to a close. You know I love you and I ain't lyin.' Cupid doesn't lie. Why don't you give us a try? Of course, seeing as how music turns you on, maybe those arrows will strike today. I pray your 33rd(ish) will be your most favorite ever. Sorry this present is so belated …
And may the next 33 be even better! With profound love,
