The Dubliners – Seven Drunken Nights

You may notice only five nights in the song. The other two verses were always considered too vulgar. Not here though.

As I went home on Saturday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw two hand upon my wife’s breast where my two hands should be.

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns those two hands upon you breast where my two hands should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk, you silly old fool, still you can not see. That’s an English tax collector that the Queen has sent to me.”

Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more,

But but an Englishman who can last til three, I’ve never seen before.

As I went home on Sunday night as drunk as drunk could be,

I saw a thing inside her thing where my old thing should be.

Well, I called me wife and I said to her: “Will you kindly tell to me

Who owns that thing inside your thing where my old thing should be?”

“Ah, you’re drunk, you’re drunk, you silly old fool, still you can not see. That’s a lovely candle that me mother sent to me.”

Well, it’s many a day I’ve travelled a hundred miles or more,

But a set of balls on a candle, I never saw before.

“The Godfather of Soul” James Brown

Booker T. and The Mg’s

The late Al Jackson Jr. and Donald “Duck” Dunn were one of the greatest rhythm sections of all time. Dunn and fellow MG Steve Cropper would gather more fame when the played with Jake and Elwood Blues in The Blues Brothers.

Hail Ceasar – AC/DC

Ramsey Lewis Trio’s The In Crowd

When I was a kid, my mother was a fanatical Beatles fan. Was? Hell, she still very much is. I remeber being four years old and walking in on my mother crying her eyes out. I asked her what was wrong and she told me that this guy that was in a band that she really liked had just died. I asked her who. She said his name was John Lennon. The name meant absolutely nothing to me other than the fact that his passing upset my mother. She put me to bed with tears still in her eyes. Then her and my stepfather went into the living room, smoked a joint, and listened Abbey Road (vinyl, not cassette) over and over again. This song in particular must of been played 10 times that night.

Worst part was that John Lennon wasn’t even her favorite Beatle. Mr. McCartney, you had better hang around a while. I’m not looking forward that day.

It’s time for your Thursday morning Mingus.

The Sky Deity (the deity who reigns over the others)

Jaco Pastorius

The Death Deity (the deity that glorifies death)

Cliff Burton

The Mother Goddess (the fertility deity)

Abby Travis…while I don’t know if she’s a mother, she makes me think of procreating

The Love Goddess (lust personified… at least my lust)

Sean Yseult of White Zombie

The Creator Deity (the creator of rock bass)

Sir Paul

The Trickster Deity (the one who plays tricks or otherwise disobeys normal rules and norms of behaviour)

Les Claypool

Life-death-rebirth deity (the deity who experiences an eclipse only to be reborn)

Roger Waters

The Culture Hero (one who changes the world through discovery)

John Paul Jones of Led Zepplin